Gossamer

Gossamer


A dark sweetness,
rebellion coursing through her veins
She always had that wanderlust,
even before she was born,
I could feel her impatience to enter the world.

All the world held promise for her.
Her sharp wit and immense curiosity
honed her intelligence and creativity.
Her sense of humor was sharpened to a high degree.

A more perfect partner to traverse this life, I would not find.
She made my eyes sparkle just at her mere entrance into my view.

But, time moves on,
all things grow and need to blossom.

Her wanderlust bloomed.
She went out into the world - away.

But our lives and souls are still held together
by an almost invisible gossamer thread.
A line, so long, that it can travel great distances.
A gossamer thread, so strong, that it could never break
no matter how tangled it may become.
No matter where it takes her,
no matter where it takes me.
we will always be together.