vurtomatic
Bluelight Crew
a toast then
to friendships
and the transience of life
what surety we have
in the company of their presence
in the laughter of their banter
in the comfort of their solace
i sit with them
at this silent metaphorical table
at this roadside store
of my mind
a supper of sorts
a communion of sorts
no promises asked nor given
no expectations to be disappointed
we might not be forever
but for this transient moment
it is eternal, this toast
to friendships
and the transience of life
what surety we have
in the company of their presence
in the laughter of their banter
in the comfort of their solace
i sit with them
at this silent metaphorical table
at this roadside store
of my mind
a supper of sorts
a communion of sorts
no promises asked nor given
no expectations to be disappointed
we might not be forever
but for this transient moment
it is eternal, this toast
