Friendship

This is the shape of my day
formed by the bumps in the rug,
our conversations each morning and night,
and the smiles you bring to my face
as I hear your voice
change from sadness or boredom
to laughs
at my silly stories.

I can only hope
that you never tire of my antics
and that I can listen to your smile forever
from over here
or over there,
Or better yet,
That I can feel the shape of your laughter
up close
while we hack on some gadget
and wonder why we do this thing
and why we don't just run away
to join the circus instead.