I Write Poetry

STRANGERS NO MORE

Two strangers, walking the paths of life
They walk alone, searching for a connection, a friend

Eyes connect, there's something there
They stop, and walk towards each other

There's something tangible
They both feel it

They reach out with their hands, and fingers touch
There is a spark, then an explosion

Instantly, mutual feelings are shared
Respect, Loyalty, Honesty

Unwritten rules are also known
Listen, Belief in each other, Care

The fingers separate
They both smile

Two strangers, walking the paths of life
But they are not strangers anymore

Where once they walked alone
They now walk together, side by side