NO we can’t be friends
Why would you even ask ?
When you know that your skin beside mine
Is nothing short of water to a parched tree
I can’t just pretend to like you
It would all seep out in the end
No you are lover not friend.
My hands can’t shake yours
Nor my lips mutter pleasantries
When inside I’m a cavern of want
You will haunt
But better as a memory …please
Friendship is just a tease.