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Daryl Rose and Anthony Are Friends Alpha List Friendship Poems Name Poems Contents Home All poems: copyright by Nicholas Gordon Free scrapbook poems permission to use provided by the author. Daryl Rose and Anthony are friends. All their thoughts and feelings are entwined. Regarding the strong message that this sends: Yearnings can be shared and not combined. Lives can go down separate paths, with friends Reaching separate homes, though intertwined. One waits upon some hour; the other sends Such candor as with love can be combined. Each is bound for other hearts, for friends Are never quite so desperately entwined, Needing open air and wind that sends Them word of greater rapture uncombined. Heed the happiness of two close friends, Oak-like in their postures, unentwined, No doubt who hear the hints the cold wind sends Yet choose to love each other uncombined. [contents] [home]