This is a repeat of one of my more popular poems, replayed here with a hope of getting a new audience, who might have missed it!
Light now restricts itself
To the top half of trees;
The angled sun
Slants honey-coloured rays
That lessen to the ground
As we bike through
The corridor of Palm Drive
We two
Have reached a safety the years
Can claim to have created:
Unconsummated, therefore
Unjaded, unsated.
Picnic, movie, ice-cream;
Talk; to clear my head
Hot buttered rum - coffee for you;
And so not to bed
And so we have set the question
Aside, gently.
Were we to become lovers
Where would our best friends be?
You do not wish, nor I
To risk again
This savoured light for noon's
High joy or pain.
Love seeks adventure, friendship is already one; love is cautious as there is so much breakable which is at stake, but friendship thrives on risk - without it it withers, dies. There is reverse alchemy in friendship. What would life be without the wild indulgences with friends - the late nights, the drives, drinking binges, closing up to each other’s secrets, opening up to our black holes. There is a bond of shared blood between friends which no amount of shared intimacy between lovers can ever be able to replace.
Friendships do turn to love affairs. And if expectations don’t drown its unfettered madness and outrageous indulgences and intravenous bonding, it would be the greatest love affair possible.
If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems which talk of possibilities of friendship and love -
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The details of the music used in this episode are as follows -
The Zone by Sascha Ende®
Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/270-the-zone
License: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license