Tomodachi ya Koibito
She called him a god
He said
I am me …
But we are so much
More than
Just friends though
Surely …
She enquired
As she
Wiped and he smiled
Yes of course
He replied and soon
You shall be
Much more than
A collection of sighs
Delightful locations
And a safe
Harbour to sail in …
And since
You are destined
To become poetry
We shall
Always and inevitably
Be true
Tomodachi ya koibito ..
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Author:
Neville (
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May those friends and children be forever with us.
Andy
... Abso bloomin lutely Andy... Many thank you's for checking in this Sunday mane ....
Love's reproduction brought to our eyes by such poetic wording that only your pen can achieve my friend. An intriguing peep into tender togetherness in this first of my morning's read..............x
Good Sunday mane wishes to you dear Fay .. Can't beat a bit o intrigue now and again .. can ya chuck ... but a gentleman shall endeavour to try .. and always remember to say thank you afterwards .. Thank you my Friend ......... x
Bit of French there? Erm, I never studied languages much! heehee.
Good write N.
........................... No kiddin ... no kiddin .. bless ya pelt n ya tail squire ............. 🙂
OK Neville. Felt fine and in many ways familiar, understood and good luck to you both.
But (and someone has to ask directly) wot about that last bleeding line??
.. Something must be seriously amiss DD and I dont mean the lass I refer to here .. she is sadly no more but is seriously missed and was seriously married .. that last bleeding line, since you ask can be seriously Googled .............. N
Amiss? Agreed: Sorry Neville - I tried...I don't make frivolous queries. I got "Did you mean: Tomodachi no Koibito" with all subsequent entries utilising the phrase with a 'no' in what presumably is or could be Japanese....
Beginning to wonder if I should not have just passed on by contained in my bubble of ignorance.... 🙂
Good write, Neville.
Along that red-dirt road in my mind all my lovers are dear friends of mine.
and long may that defining red dirt road continue .. it seems we are both very lucky individuals Jerry ..
What better way to honor someone than in poetry. Be she friend/lover/both, you have immortalized her in your own way. A poem of remembrance to keep a link open to the original relationship. Your own emotions on paper. Well done, - Phil A.
................. Thank you Phil a most welcome visit and positively encouraging comment too sir ...
Neville
a delectable serving of your subtle artistry my friend, beautifully worded!
may, I in turn recommend you sound-out,
'tokyo no sora' by kazumasa oda
no worthier lyrics in-reply to your words can ever exist, in my humble opinion
Cooeee! You beaten that egg yet?!
Totally unrelated comment to the poem - Do shut up now Orchi! lol.
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......................................... Eggsactly Orchidee ..
Hey .. LB .. thank you so much, not only for your heart warming visit .. but for pointing me in the direction of kazumasa oda .. I have already made good use of YouTube today ..... Neville
Oh beat this heart of mine- if a man said “ you are a collection of sighs”
Oh beat this heart of mine
Hear my heartfelt sighs
When a man loves a woman
There’s a glow in his eyes
Oh beat this heart of mine
There’s poetry in his soul
With every word he whispers
Serenity softly flows
thank you kindly and thank you true .. am sending these thanks from here and me to there and you .... 🙂
I tried to look up Tomodachi ya Koibito, but didn’t get far.
Though, I must say, I throughly enjoyed the poem.
....................................more than just appreciated my friend .. much more .. many thanks indeed ..
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