©1999 by FParis

I realize you don’t ‘feel’ me
in quite the same capacity…
though “in love” is not where I stand,
I still would love to touch your hand.

Nothing will compare, by far,
and, yes, this just might leave a scar.
But I can ‘touch’ that now and then
reminding me of ‘one true friend’.

Each time my heart feels like it skips
I’ll just consider it a trip
Back to emotional inclines …
And mountains we just couldn’t climb.

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