I'll hold you tight
and hope you'll call me his name
so all your tears will halt before night arrives
moon's shadow approaches .. not far behind
I'll dry your eyes
whilst descending fog joins us
sounds become quiet
we are alone
my shoulder is drenched
wet .. from your painful loneliness
we grasp one another
I feel you nearer still
your cherub lips form a word
not the slightest whisper escapes
I sense your tortured mind
your fragile heart .. screaming
I feel your involuntary shudders
rushing fast through my soul
tears .. cling to my eyes
I don't wish for you to see
I'm far away
the thin line
for a few, brief moments
I've become him
your piquant smile appears
It is then I hold you tighter
I won't .. I can't
I'll never let go
forever and ever
you're my dear friend
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