She’s my friend
2 years agoShe deserved to be kissed.
Held.
Made love to.
But her hearts on the floor.
Next to her shirt.
And her underwear.
She’s my friend.
Together we are.
Two fallen Angels.
Tip-toe-ing our way through God’s back door.
Hiding out in Heaven.
For this moment.- a poem by a good friend of mine
