Whatever I may expect,
she always exceeds
my expectations.
She is filter-less
seems almost
fearless
even when she’s not,
sweetly inappropriate
in the most appropriate ways,
and I just love
any interaction with her.
We are so incredibly different
and so freaky alike sometimes.
We share similar insecurities
and we have become
each other’s touchstones.
We share likes
dislikes
values
friends
humor
facial expressions
and
birthdays.
We are kindred.
I burst
louder
bigger
larger
because when it comes to her,
I just can’t help myself.
I run on caffeine
and she runs on batteries.
She often says
what I am thinking
but don’t say out loud,
and strongly feels
what I can’t figure out
how to express.
Her skin jumps
and crawls
when mine does
and she seems
to let me closer to her
than others at times
because she knows
she is/we are
safe there.
Our bubbles will still remain
our
own
as much as they may softly
i
n
t
e
r
t
w
i
n
e
with each other
while we both
slowly
let others in –
within the time we need
to allow ourselves
to open up
in a completely different way.
There may also
be the occasional time
she gets waytooclose,
leaving no bubble –
like when she
flat out punches
me
in
the
face
with her excitement
and her flailing fist –
but at least
it is rare,
accidental
and no doubt
done out of love.
For Daley