Oh, we've walked a long way together... She leading first with her tender feet while I struggled to find mine... Her eyes bequeathing visions Though neither she nor I could foresee exactly why or where the path led and for how long Her lips and fingertips vessels of senses brewing magic forging intense this affiliation inching on and growing as one Oh, how she braced and faced every stone thrown my way and hers And I in return stood stubborn and strong holding her up all along to walk ahead and grow, evolve She was the body, I the resolve She the tangible whole, I the transcendental soul Now, I often tell her this friendship is temporary "I will leave you one day" She says nothing, she's used to change.