do you remember
that night months ago
cold breeze of September
the moon a bright glow
we drove away from the light
to stare at the skies
the stars becoming so bright
and reflecting in your eyes
we laid there for some time
in the bed of my truck
talking of our past crime
in your arms getting stuck
as the night dragged on
the chilly air blew
both stifling a yawn
closer we grew
talking or not
I laid facing you
our legs wrapped in a knot
I had an amazing view
I had never felt so at ease
being so close to someone
giving your arm a gentle squeeze
my fear came undone
I remember this night
as when I met my best friend
and it felt really right
for us to platonically blend
as friends we remain
this night meaning not a thing
but a link in the chain
to which our friendship can cling
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 1:10 AM UTC
do you remember
that night months ago
cold breeze of September
the moon a bright glow
we drove away from the light
to stare at the skies
the stars becoming so bright
and reflecting in your eyes
we laid there for some time
in the bed of my truck
talking of our past crime
in your arms getting stuck
as the night dragged on
the chilly air blew
both stifling a yawn
closer we grew
talking or not
I laid facing you
our legs wrapped in a knot
I had an amazing view
I had never felt so at ease
being so close to someone
giving your arm a gentle squeeze
my fear came undone
I remember this night
as when I met my best friend
and it felt really right
for us to platonically blend
as friends we remain
this night meaning not a thing
but a link in the chain
to which our friendship can cling
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