By Sunder
Rough posture, puffed-up chest stride,
hearty laugh with nothing to hide.
Confidence radiating in his frame,
forever seeing life as a fun game.
Never until now have I inexplicably noticed
how the twinkling of your piercing, gazing eyes
bring to shame the stars in my gnosis
or the mysteries of a gypsy's auspice.
You intruige me more than anthropology
or the stories in modern-day history.
You're more fantastical than mythology
and more valuable to me than psychology.
We don't talk as much as I'd like and--
and I'm glad that's the case!
I really hope you see me as a friend
as we live through our college days.