The Poem For My Friends
There wouldn’t be anyone else I’d go to a party with.
Have dinner at Peirce with.
Spend a night down at the train with.
Ice cream at the bookstore with.
Study at midnight in the library with.
Have the wind tangled in my hair with.
Feel the chill of summer air on my skin with.
Close my eyes and listen to guitars
and feel the hum of the stars in the sky with.
There wouldn’t be anyone else I’d be my true self around with
other than you.