Idolatry

Your arrival so unplanned, unknown,
Yet gradually on me your presence has grown.
My hand in yours, which your fingers contour,
Seal so much more than a friendship that endures.
What we share is ethereal and ineffable,
For this love is so affectional.
A reminiscence of your smile and the echoes of your voice,
Stay engraved in my memory as I mourn or rejoice.
Never expected our fellowship to flourish these manifolds,
I await the adventure our journey beholds.
To my problems again I shall never cave,
Now since you are by my side from the cradle to the grave.
But will you ever come out of the book?
Or only in my vision at you I should take another look?
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