His flesh
white
His eyes
brown
Though
Skinny
and thin.
He sits
in front of me.
My heart chasing
Something
Forgotten.
He just wanting
to receive
Expecting something
That I cannot give.
Though he stares
with eyes of needing
Accepting
Something more
than friendship
Though we know
Our friendship
May not last forever
But we’ll live
with what we have.
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