A passing glance, a steady step. Right there evasively yet so obviously there. A friend that can aid in the darkest of times and always so loving. Drifting along the veil, hold my hand so gently – like water.
this is a different
elusive as you are, always there. you may be a paradox to some but this thought is it your’s or mine?
the gentle nudge of your breathe proves that there is something beyond these opposing attributes of yourself. This may be the thing that makes you whole, or is it I?
tuned like a boy and his dragon
allow your leaves to fall upon this river forever my friend for these ripples you see they are infinity
you & me