Someone to Lean On

We were best of friends during our times in the gymnasium, a platonic relation like no other. We boasted of the girls we had and the women we would have.

We shared our thoughts, then we shared our women. Together we grew into our manhood, to make love to shapely curves of feminine flesh.

Yet here we stand ready to lean one upon the other, when the need arises. Spirits bounded and bonded by love of life and life's love.

As the days spin by and revolve into years our spirits will drift apart, but not be broken. Where one once stood another will stand, admists the shadows of the former.

1