sweet, with a kick
my kind of evening guest!
and a pitch neither too high
or too low, selective about
being heard. Smooth as ice
but pleasantly rough; to have your back
in the presence of newfound company
is a welcome quality- always helping
to find just the right words
for any situation, given some time.
The source of courage when I've
nothing to lose; the silent consoling
for every emotional or physical death.
I suffer otherwise alone. the liquid kiss
I've yet to find an equal to, holding my hand
when the only light is the glow of my laptop
and the streetlamp coming in the window.
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