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Just Friends…?

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It’s not long ago
We were together
In that night club
I was drunk
So were you
We didn’t see things
As they were coming through
Intoxicating moment
Captivating you
Spellbinding eyes
Entangled fingers
Osculating lips
We were close
Connecting my soul to you
Amidst that screeching music
I heard you
Our eyes spoke
Driving me crazy
Drifting away
We vanished
In that kiss
Beyond magical
Perplexing me
I felt the tingle
In my each bone
I felt I was home
Butterflies whispering
In my heart
To the core.

Oh! But we are friends.
Aren’t we?
Are we still?
How do I tell?
How do I disclose?
My feelings changed
I fall for you
& I feel for you
Not as a friend
Anymore
I want you
For love and more
Oh baby I love you so much
I miss that touch
& I miss us
I want that time
Me in your arms
I want it to stop
I miss you each night
Waking up next, besides
Closed eyes.
But it’s all in here
Confined in my heart
I can’t tell you
Because you are a friend
Aren’t you?
But we kiss
Didn’t we?
Though I feel love
Don’t you?
Why can’t you?
Baby please
Hold me again
Embrace me
Kiss me again
Caress me
Will you please?
Baby don’t tease.

Then it’s okay
It’s okay I guess
Let’s keep it as it is
I know I will miss
You are my forever bliss.

So my love
To keep you with me
This is my only way
Let’s not end
What we have
So that we don’t end
Let’s just be friends…
Only friends.

The Lost Soul.

PS: I stumbled upon this sweet heart Regine on my blog. Kissonthewind, iamRegineNot going into details, this poem is dedicated to her & for her.

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A simple one with complicated thought process ..I write to seek answers, I write to seek what is missing. I write because it makes me calm. I write because I am not completely lost,not yet found. I, am wandering. Writing comes naturally, in the heat of most passionate moments, either of happiness or utter sadness.

92 thoughts on “Just Friends…?

  1. Friends is a relative term. I was building a close friendship with a woman, not long ago, which plateaued, because my spiritual beliefs did not jibe with hers. There is, as you know, always a rock that gets in the shoe of romance. I wish you happiness within yourself, as ever, Priya.

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    1. I like to think of relationships as a sliding scale, wanting the same psychological and spiritual qualities in my friends as in my romantic partners, with the difference being of intensity and intimacy. Which his probably why my friends, girlfriends, and most of my exes get along pretty well when they meet. And yes, I am still on good terms with three of my four former girlfriends.

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  2. Wow…..Priya!!!! This is so good. Screeching music reminds of that day but that was only similarity I guess 😉😉. Read your poem after a long time and as usual fantastic.

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