friendship poems

let me move slowly through the street
listen to the sounding sea
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
from song and dream for ever gone
since i have felt the sense of death
when the hours of day are numbered
a little peach in the orchard grew
friend, whose smile has come to be
be in me as the eternal moods
to the passionate lover
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
renew the vision of delight