Every window in my car is down. The wind is playing with our hair and nips coldly at the tips of our noses.
There is an energy running through our bodies and mingling between our voices.
The sparks in my friends eyes are alive and beautiful.
It feels as if we are electric.
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Author:
Lourdes (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My friends relationship with each other is so strong and unique. The nights when were together make everything feel full of new life and energy. That's what this poems about.
- Category: Friendship
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A fine write L.
thank you 🙂
Thanks LOURDES for a beautiful poem about the "JOY of Youth" In my mind I was with you in the car ! Friends we share our youth with can last forever ~ Thanks for sharing ~ love it ! Thanks for being my MPS Friend ~ Yours BRAIN
Thank you again, Brain. 🙂
Friendship has always been a sacred thing to me. I don't have many friends. But I do feel quite happy to be around the people that hold that title. Nice.
Friendship is great and thank you. 🙂
Friendship is great and thank you. 🙂
Friendship is great and thank you. 🙂
Friendship is great and thank you. 🙂
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