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a friendship’s glow
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bridging poems a friendship's glow
They stayed so close the night grew thin,
As if the air forgot its place.
Their hearts beat hard against their ribs,
A rhythm neither boy could chase.
One leaned, the other answered slow,
A sway that brought them nearly one.
A fraction more and skin would meet,
Yet something held, not to be done.
Their breaths entwined like rising mist,
Warm currents crossing cheek and chin.
Each exhale brushed the other’s mouth,
A nearness trembling under skin.
The musk of youth, of dust and heat,
Hung thick between their tilted frames.
Not lust, not fear, but just as fierce
That neither boy could give a name.
Fine hairs along their arms stood high,
A soft electric, wild and bright.
They hovered in that living gap,
A space that pulsed with hidden light.
The faun stepped close, unseen but felt,
Its presence shaping how they swayed.
It drew them in, then held them there,
Where longing lived but never strayed.
Their foreheads nearly brushed as one,
A breath apart, yet worlds undone.
Two boys who leaned into the dark,
And found their hearts too full to run.
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