“To discover a kindred spirit is to find your heart in the heart of a friend.” -Ann Parrish
My kindred spirit, I found you finally.
You carried my love for six growing years,
where we changed
and we became whole between us two.
Without each other,
we learned about the world.
It is a harsh sun that burns our skin,
And people with bitter tongues have spoken unkindly,
untrue, and broken down some of our defenses.
We grew wings that helped us soar,
and at times- people would try to clip them,
to keep us from the sky.
But what carried us strong was the promise of a dream,
the ones we painted behind closed eyes,
and shared over dinners,
which felt like passing moments,
where we became ships in the night.
Six years did we age,
another wrinkle by your eye,
and laugh lines that hug and emphasize that very smile-
that melted a heart in the summer heat of ‘09.
So when souls mingle,
and dance like ours,
we can finally stop wishing and hoping that we can get out of here.
You lean on me,
And you’ll keep me afloat,
This world promises us nothing-
But we’ve promised each other something much bigger than the world.
You’ve given me peace, love, light
In the war of life.