When Two Strangers Meet

Glimmering faces,
Misguided chases,
A bump in the night,
Unknown traces.

Two strangers did meet,
Both pulled up a seat.
Before they knew it,
They were in too deep.

A line here is drawn,
Chased by the sun.
The moon lights the path
For the midnight run.

Over the shadows,
Across the meadows,
Two friends are walking,
With life in the gallows.

Don't start to cry.
Read between the lines.
Things are too interesting
For this friendship to die.