Every time I see her face
It feels like I am born again
The fire inside is rekindled
I like to look into her pure
Blue eyes
How inquisitive they are
Full of hope and adventure
How her lips sometimes
Curl upwards
Sometimes down
I can tell she thinks a lot
She whispers to me
Sometimes giggles
Never in a rush to reclaim
Ourselves
To separate
I am glad we are together
Life would be
So much harder without her
Time would drag
I would lose even more
Of myself
The days drift by in a dream
We take tea
Say our blessings
As if every sip
Is a benediction
A prayer
Of rebirth
Reclamation
And rekindling.
