A friendship's worth a poem, don't you think?
Of course, it's awkward to immortalize
Platonic friendship in a world of sighs,
Or eulogize the fundamental link
Between two minds that, though they often sink
To the exact same depths, are in no wise
Romantically engaged. I must devise
Another mode of praise. I would not blink
To speak of how you're tethered to my soul
If it were understood how that was meant;
Indeed, I could well call you heaven-sent,
But in the sense that heaven wants us whole,
For which I need your friendship. Let me praise
That part of you; let us be friends always.
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