Toil of love

I have a friend who makes me smile
She makes me walk the extra mile
Thoughts flow like full moon tide
Naked bathe, nothing to hide
Deepest conversations spill
Stories beckon mind and will
Imaginary friends depart
Long lost love letters torn apart
Nothing like a human soul
To touch the heart
To fill the hole

Imagine where such friend may lead
Should no opinion dare impede
What's the chance that this may grow
Not I, nor she, nor anyone knows
I cast these thoughts onto the breeze
Dandy copters casting seeds
Soft warm soil, well watered too
The toil of love, well worth the view
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