Friendship

“Some there be that shadows kiss;
Such have but a shadow’s bliss….”

Merchant of Venice II, ix

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One friend’s often just a little wiser than the other – but withholds:

there are no words for what the wiser psyche knows.
The heart’s example grows, but limits also can become more fixed –
and barriers betwixt the two can stiffen, thicken.

Affections quicken to maneuver to redress the balance –
but the depth and darkness of what can’t be said exert a shadow.
For moments ground between the two lies fallow.
Something's centrally unknown. Someone's centrally alone.









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