stealing hearts is natural to you, sister.
mine is simply evidence; even after
countless lives in beautiful codependence,
still does my love burn.
from our first of many encounters did you
seem a most insufferable woman, yet with
every passing day you would draw me closer,
teeming with magic.
gazing at you, oh does my stone cold heart sing.
tender, heartfelt, harrowing beauty that could
tear my soul to shreds were we separated -
travesty, indeed.
daily will i watch your entrancing motions,
hoping for a glimpse of your smile, that fair,
graceful smile beckoning me to wonder,
“what is she thinking?”
you enrapture me beyond measure, sister.
how could someone with your persistence, with your
ever-pulchritudinous soul find joy whilst
living together?