One Word

 

You part your lips to speak,

and in such beautiful tones,

say that word

that I find

to be so frighteningly defined.

 

With your tongue that I once tasted

when we slipped secretly down the stairs,

our heads spinning,

you say that word

that,

like a wedge,

wiggles its way in between

you and me.

 

That word . . .

That wall . . .

Simultaneously,

it splits us,

separates us,

and holds us close to one another.

 

You part your lips . . .

                                   

Please . . .

 

. . .and with your sugar tongue . . .

                               

. . .don't say it.

 

 . . .but you do . . .

           

“Friend.”

Reviews

[ashley]

Oh, like a gut-punch. Wasn't expecting that. Very good, I liked this!

[~LeeAnn~]

Its never easy when someone tells you they just want to be friends....great write

[APoetsMuse]

good one. wasn't ready for the word friend...great work