Your eyes
Your eyes
They pour light into my depths
They deaden my pain
Your eyes
Your eyes
They heal my wounds
They end my suffering
Your eyes
Your eyes
They sweeten the pill
They cushion the blow
Your eyes
Your eyes
There's more life, love, and truth in them than in anything else
So let our eyes meet
Let them fall in love

I always find myself humming a tune, and I can't for the life of me identify or recognize it or remember when it decided to reside in my senses and linger distantly in my memory.

A friend is a safe shoulder
to rest your head on
an assurance a sweet reminder
you are not alone.

A friend is a hand to hold
on stormy seas a guide
a commitment writ in bold
to be ever on your side.

A friend is a treasure store
a precious find to keep
forever ready on your shore
with his sparkling ship.

Friendship is the greatest need
to lift the spirit high
and who for that would sow the seed
if not you and I.