I can walk past you on an ordinary day,

Ignoring you with the least hint of recognition.

I can walk until there is impasse,

Through this unknown road that might climb into the ocean.

The sea gulls are pressing,

Their riotous charge, plowing the azure sky

Like a sharp edge at sundown,

The hue leaks from the corner of my eye.

I can still smell you, your whiff as your hair dance

I can see you from where the vision parts –

As it breaks and tears away determined

But forgets the soul in careless halves.

A friend I found in you, and more

That last thought still teasing my sense,

You ask questions that can open gates

I carefully lock them in your absence.

A friend or more; let us not insist on that,

For this bond that loves and equally hurts –

Rather be nameless, than hopeless and loveless,

Friend, for the end of time, lets undo all starts.