Declare this smite time, extracting precious gems and wholly hours you share to fruitcake a friend so dear.

The joys of friendship inert the heart and fizzy home bouncing jubilantly with laughter-buttered love.

I delight in the sweet and sour moments we routinely share, together applauded by muppets in leotards.

Companions are we, enlivened by a mighty gallop quickly sliding a harsh straw basket of sea foam gathered astride the tide.

Drag me to the moon, to catch a star and seize its brilliance as I'm swept up in amorphous dust.

Bits and pieces flung into the universe, sticking in the sky like cotton balls on a jet black velcro surface.

Blunders, no, only friendship binds us to honesty - attracting crypts of mushrooms in the wake of our snowboards.

Highest of heights, I climb this mountain and feel one with the rock and grit and solitude echoing back at me.

The friendship we share grows amidst the craggy rock pond; reeds of water spray fireflies scented with bonfires.

Grey cloth coaxes the lime trees of friends shadowing berries dropped by the grateful earth.