Friendship
My poems aren’t angry
My delivery’s not raw
I write of the image
You thought you saw
When you first looked upon me
And summed me up as
A sister who thinks she’s all that
I write of the distance I feel between us
The stillness inside me a name in the dust
And not knowing you we never become
What we have in common
Some many, some few
I write of the shock of realizing that
love is not just imagining
About the Creator
Gaille Hunter
Gaille "Gypsy Heart" Hunter is a visual artist as well as a singer-songwriter, poet and fashion designer.
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