4 a Friend

You looked up at me and smiled

that proud smile that only a friend can wear

I held your arm in mine like a shield

as a glass bottle

filled with hate

shattered

against the wall behind us.

Now I can see your body sagging

under the weight of the long night

sit here, next to me

lay your head on my shoulder

I will cradle you

until dawn arrives

protecting you

in your drunken sleep

as you protect me

in waking.