Sometimes Only a Cushion Will Do

Finally knowing
that the abject pain
and the terrific struggle
are worth it.
And that it lies
in the tenderness of friendship,
the love that kisses a tear
from your cheek and
holds you till she knows you are better, stronger
than when she gathered you in her smooth, bare arms
to shield you from the world.
To know she would hold you forever,
if only you could hide the impertinent erection with a cushion.