Facebook Friends(Bernie Martin) Are we fated to meet
in some windswept cafe
somewhere between two continents?
Who but time can ever say?

Would the real us disappoint?
How will we ever know?
Would the right words escape our mouths?
A trickle, a torrent or a steady flow?

We are architects who design
buildings constructed from words,
buildings that contain within them
stories of love, loss or a tale of two lovebirds.

A friendship born from poetry,
shared experiences from our past.
I trust you with the words I write.
From similar molds we are cast.

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