By Annie Hensby
30th July 2006 - 10:31 pm
You understand the moments when I cannot communicate
My nonsensical trivia bounces off into oblivion
Weeks may go by when I cannot cope, yet
You listen patiently when I need to share
And seem to care about whatever I rave about
We understand each other's “moments”.
The times when I need you close
You appear without my saying
And lift me back to reality, through laughter
Through beauty, nature, arts…
You bring me back from life's trials to who I really am
And I am happy and relaxed.
But always, in my soul, I feel you near
Your pain manifests in my psyche
And plays havoc with my body, mind and soul.
Your joy soars my inner self off into other realms
And I can fly when you are released.
It seems my cycles of moon and tide glide with yours
Through the realms of emotion and spirituality
I know I feel the things that are happening to you.
We are more than friends or sisters.
Sexual times didn't make it a lesser connection
Or threaten a needing for more.
They were a part of the journey
For that moment
For Soul Sisters.
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