Three Friendship Poems

All of these have been within the last (truly astounding and eventful) week.

1

Smiles light our

eyes

as we speak

Our ears delight to

feel

a fresh snow

Our soul jumps

at

these Virgin Voices

Curtains pull back

slowly

We can't wait to see

What could be

back there

2

You spoke, then I spoke

the room turned

You spoke, then I laughed

the room changed colors

You spoke, and I listened

the room grew windows

You spoke,

finally we were in a

new room

3

a cloud breaks, eyes

glimmer at this fog's release

(because now we

see each other)

and it rains

so we bathe in the storm,

and it burns white hot

(lips) purify

(flesh) becomes the metallurgist's tools

a cloud forms,

the rain cools us down