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(As a friend) |
A firelight flickers somewhere in the night. A candle is glowing, giving off light. A fingertip placed with appropriate care, twisting a curl, while ruffling hair. A hand is found reaching, touching a soul, soothing a scar that was born long ago. A palm is caressing, framing a face; an arm is encircling in warming embrace. A friend, or a lover, I cannot explain; a listener, a heart light, a taker of pain. No questions, no reasons, are asked when you care, the answer is found in just being there. |