She feels
each beat of my heart,
fluttering
as though it was her own.
Capturing each sigh
as it soars across the landscape,
she breathes life
into wings weary with sorrow.
She sways under moonlit nights,
whispering songs to stars.
I hear the quiet spaces
between her words
and fill them with my trust.
She doesn't reveal
my private dreams,
even under pressure.
I want to dance
within her silent breeze
as the sea calls us home.
She defines love
with her every breath.
I understand
what a woman means
by laughter and tears
whenever she speaks
my secret name.
She is my Sister
and my Friend;
she relieves
my aching need
to be understood.







It is amazing, indeed. The only major drawback is that I'm in Oklahoma City & she's in South Africa.
Otherwise, I'm quite sure we'd have conversation & coffee as often as possible. Thank you for hosting a lovely contest, Criss. 

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