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Friendship
The camaraderie between the two friends was a ripe mango
The nuance in the sky exceeded descriptive the parameters
Every day the soccer ball played with gravity,
Moving with celerity in an arithmetic manner
It seems the abrupt: pow – pow – of the ball interaction with the pavement,
Reverberated upon the bed at night. .
The heart of the boy, sweetly-soured the state of mind
Thoughts swiftly sipped into the imagination
Uncanny, bizarre flashes. Stop. And go
It’s as if the honey was being made,
But of a different bee.
The single delicious bite of the mango
Was transformed into an elastic and elongated hamper,
Which delivered a pungent swing of the heart.
The bed lost it’s soporific quality,
now brightly colored by the spectrum of sexuality.
Sleep, finally, dawned upon the boy after being compressed
While the intuitive imagery manifested into undulating concepts.
This wave of emotions, a tsunami with inactivity,
Was primarily confined to the rosy-draped bed.
Following the potential of the wave’s emotion,
The words abruptly and without clarity,
Showered the other friend in hopes of reciprocation.
However, the outspoken friend, uttered no words
The omnipresent water that fell form the sky,
Adulterated the tears.
No words phrase sentence explanation
Manifested into reality
Lubricated lips, water filling their cracks,
Moved with unpredictable velocity
The mango reflects the color of the sky
The kiss a poignant sweetly-soured bee-hive.
The camaraderie between the two friends was a ripe mango
The nuance in the sky exceeded descriptive the parameters
Every day the soccer ball played with gravity,
Moving with celerity in an arithmetic manner
It seems the abrupt: pow – pow – of the ball interaction with the pavement,
Reverberated upon the bed at night. .
The heart of the boy, sweetly-soured the state of mind
Thoughts swiftly sipped into the imagination
Uncanny, bizarre flashes. Stop. And go
It’s as if the honey was being made,
But of a different bee.
The single delicious bite of the mango
Was transformed into an elastic and elongated hamper,
Which delivered a pungent swing of the heart.
The bed lost it’s soporific quality,
now brightly colored by the spectrum of sexuality.
Sleep, finally, dawned upon the boy after being compressed
While the intuitive imagery manifested into undulating concepts.
This wave of emotions, a tsunami with inactivity,
Was primarily confined to the rosy-draped bed.
Following the potential of the wave’s emotion,
The words abruptly and without clarity,
Showered the other friend in hopes of reciprocation.
However, the outspoken friend, uttered no words
The omnipresent water that fell form the sky,
Adulterated the tears.
No words phrase sentence explanation
Manifested into reality
Lubricated lips, water filling their cracks,
Moved with unpredictable velocity
The mango reflects the color of the sky
The kiss a poignant sweetly-soured bee-hive.
