Friendship
My thoughts are yours,
And yours are mine in an
endless back and forth
But perhaps the best part
is that you have made me
real
Everything I am and I love
Exists outside of me in you
And speaks back to me through you
So that as I interact with you,
I interact with myself
In the concrete world of the
real
In which I long to
be.
Only you could make me
real
in this way.
Before, I was
lost
in my thoughts.
But now those thoughts
have a place and a name
in you
as we go
back and forth
in the now of this moment.
How wondrous you are to me
How necessary you are
How I need you
To be fully alive
And to exist substantially
How unsurpassed is this reciprocity
Joy of joys
How I roamed the world over
Hungry for this
face to face
my friend.
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