Ode to friendship

I love you in the most absurd way

And you're but a mere friend

In the eyes of others.

But there's nothing  mere about you

Not for me anyway.

I can count on this simple thing we have

More than I can count on myself.

It's unasking,

Undemanding,

And forgiving.

It has more solice

Than a bottle of vodka,

More taste than the finest apetite,

And it's easier than a cigarette.

I read those words you send me

With the deepest part of my brain

And I hear every thing 

You want to tell me.

And in the silences I still know that I am known,

Unwithering,

Unforgotten.

Sometimes I might miss you,

But you remain my friend.

More than a mere friend.

I love you in the most absurd way.

I love you more than words can say.