. . . but am I mad or lost in a dream
Is ecstasy the feeling or does it only seem
Is this a thing that mortals do
Do they love and stick like glue
Is everyday but a symphony
Do we cry thinking of looming agony
Can we depart and yet stay,
forever in those hearts that love us as they say
Where together can we go
And of the end, how clearly can we know
Are we immersed in a passing frenzy
Or are we simply trying to be friendly
Let us thence vow ne'er to let go
And no more pains to mortal hearts bestow!
In honor of a friendship that I never had, and that left me wondering if another as this I will ever find!