Sunday, 9 February 2014

The Taste of Our Friendship

Under azure skies we eat our apple pies

Our heads buzz with purple fantasies
Romance, diamonds, castles, the world our oyster…

Arm in arm we amble through Oxford Street
Heady with “hot gist” and side-splitting laughter
Flaming fries salt our fingers and burn our tongues
On the underground we sit back and watch ‘This is life’ part one

We envy and fight
Sometimes ties are fraught with spite
But then we remember
That we are in it together
Together we taste tears
And together, we drink of life’s delicious delights

So, whether we stand tall
Or whether we fall flat

We are not alone in this beautiful journey called life