Every time we meet…

It wells within me like so much love

A soapy-sweet feeling, clean and care-free

Like the bubbles children used to blow

It helps me battle Scylla

And steers me through Charybdis

I never knew a hermit at heart

Could be so beloved by Fortune

To be favored with the trade wind of your friendship

The breezy zephyr of our laughs

That echo every time we meet

The easy glide I step into

Walking at your side, mirroring your stride

The deep sea of memories

Washing ashore, lapping at our feet

Every…single…time we meet.

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About ladyinwaitingblog

A transgendered woman on a continuing journey of self-acceptance and self-discovery.

Posted on January 11, 2012, in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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