My talented friends...

I was so floored by this beautiful poem, from my friend Phoenix.

We

You reached for me and brushed my heart and
where you touched you stuck.
Your fingerprints engraved upon the surface of my soul
grew to be a part of me –
in time
your touch was mine.
Your presence
no longer questioned but embraced as though my own.

Phoenix


And then my buddy Mr Torongo added some more genius.


i reached for you and brushed your heart
i only meant to graze it, not stick to it
i reached out in desperation seeking comfort
found a heart i could neither leave nor ignore
and i became a part of you
you became a part of we
and we became.. us

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