Vers libre
It's not just a friendship
And it's not hardly a love.
It's much more.
It's much higher.
Those're the kindred souls,
Ingrowth into each other,
Continuance of each other,
Two sides of the same coin -
They're one and inseparable.
This feeling has no name.
It's something eternal, deep,
All-embracing and endless.
It's the window into Eternity,
Which can't be closed.
Never.