kindred
If we should touch, hand to heart
You would feel my soul within you.
Knowing not, from where we end
The start of friendship the beinging of love
Beyond what we ever felt
gentle as the littliest flower in the fields
And consistent as the river run
A kindred love is always there
never dieing only growing
We know no space or time can tear us way
We see and feel internally
We somehow know eachothers thoughts and dreams
We share these bonds permanently.
Once touched
You'll recognize we are kindred
we have no boundries free to care free to love
Or length of time set for us to sahre
The purpose of this special bond
is yet to be known to us
But kindred has i feel to thee to our souls are free
we cherish each other offer your time
No deeper moment will you know
No greater blessing will you find.
when our kindred spirirts become has one
by angel
