Anam Cara

A Poem by Kyle Francisco

For A Spiritual Friend

I am as we are
wounded life
fade in and out
like flashing lights
broken heart
beyond beautiful
drowning in furies
abundant thought
filled with pain
flowing sorrow
as we yearn for a morrow
alone we share
freedom of clarity
locked in disparity
driven in contemplation
even as we degrade
influence will never fade
alas, it comes to this
in you I confide
I die
I live
evolving with every conversation
shedding fear
as we near
no more tears
ethereal
however long
to you I belong
until the end
you are my friend