You have been there, more than I can count
Your shoulder has been the pillow that swallow my bitter tears at night
Your smile has been the morning sun whose warmth has notes of memories tucked beneath the left eye
Your touch, how can I forget the touch that plucks lice from my hair, giving me that soothing peace
Dear soul sister,
Let us hide our fears and face the world that for more than once tried to steal our joy
Let's go to the beach and make love to the waves, let's make the sand jealous and come after us
Let's laugh at the boy who tried so hard to impress you when nature gave you a call
Let's laugh at the wrestler who had no face
Dear soul sister,
Sometimes, I wish my hand can touch yours with just a stretch
I am used to talking to you face to face
I am used to making love to your voice that seems to have travelled without your knowledge
Often, I imagine you in front of the mirror staring at me and saying all you want to say with those eyes I love
Dear soul sister,
just come back
Let's go to the beach, sit in the sand and look into each others eyes without saying a word
Let's go to the place where we can't say all we want to say
I miss Reading your face
Just come back...
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