Sometimes in life you find a special friend who seems to complete a part of you that was missing. This was my reflection on the impact that one of those special people had on my life.

Growing away from friends is one of the hardest parts of growing up... mostly because it's our own fault for losing touch with each other. One of my close friends asked me how we had managed to lose touch.. This was my response to him.

Something so gentle and tender as a kiss will forever serve to remind us that love always has been (and always will be) such a binding part of the human experience. It has trickled down through the ages until now. In the same way, remnants of our love for each other will continue on through the ages affecting those who follow after us.

This poem was written after spending some time one beautiful summer day with a close friend of mine. Ironically the man who created the moment that inspired this poem has never seen it. Likewise, we too never know the consequences of our love in the lives of others...still, I encourage you to share your love openly for it brings out the hidden beauty in those that you care for and changes the world that we live in.