Walking On
I passed you in the crowd the other day
I didn't see you but I felt your presence
I didn't look because I knew your smile
Never reached out to touch you because
your touch still lingered
Couldn't cry out your name
You stole that from my lips when you loved
me last
Old
Friends, New Friends, Best Friends, Lovers
We gathered together
And spoke of no one
But ourselves
Old friends as usual
We met briefly for a few moments
Uncertain about what to say
Without becoming further strangers
New friends at last
You stood behind me
And I felt your strength
Give me new life
Best friends as always
Life is ours
In our hands to hold
In our hearts to beat
Lovers forever
(C) Copyright August, 1999
Marie St. Onge-Davidson
All Rights Reserved
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