Our friendship
Is just as complex
As we.
It
Goes up
In waves.
It
Hesi
tates.
One day
We are surface
The next
We are in
Deep, connecting.
Always
And forever
In
Triplicate.
Clashing briefly
In our passions,
Descending
To depths
Felt
Suddenly
And only
By one another.
We breathe.
We exist
In a space
So sacred
We dare not
Disturb it.
Not perfect.
But neither are we.
One for all.
And all for three.
