for bo

there are memories engraved

in the pavement of these streets

the salty ocean 

summer air 

carries the nostalgic scent 

of words of honesty

spoken on one of our

last nights of childhood;

pain and vulnerability yet,

perfectly laced with 

innocency.   

violet blue and red

cool toned lights reflecting

off the calm water in the bay

underneath the bridge we climbed,

daring each other to be brave.

two girls wearing their

heart on their sleeves,

dressed in all black as dark

as that overcast midnight sky, 

wild adventure in their eyes.
her and i were both hurting 

yet grasping, 

for the thrill and the 

beauty of feeling so 

fully and entirely alive.

i've wanted to show her, for the 

longest of times,what a perfect picture

i carry of her in my mind;

no photograph has ever truly captured,

all i see in that girl.

and i wish those mirrors didn't tell her,

the lies that they do, 

her beauty is not measured by 

what she sees in them,

for it's in the reflection of the eyes

of the ones she loves,

when they look at her with

grace and acceptance;

it's in the way they say her name,

with delicate assurance she means
everything to them.
words won't do her justice either,
but still i'll try to paint a picture,
of the life and grace i see,
when i look at her.

she, with her wild golden hair,
her genuine spirit as free as the wind,
that breathtaking contrast
when i see her
calm brown doe eyes and
those perfect constellations,
dusted gracefully
across her nose
and sun kissed cheeks.
i see a genuine longing for adventure
and yet a heart yearning to serve others.
i've seen her deep soul
and i've realized that
she's loved much more than
she's known to articulate.
she is a perfect picture of loyalty,
but yet not without reason,
she's held many to who she's believed
them to be, and i never want to
change like i had;
i don't want her to ever have to miss
the me i was, before anyone
else again.
that strong confidence,
she's proven to have in me,
it is so comforting.

i've seen the love and pain she's felt,
and in her eyes i've seen the weight
of all her burdens
placed upon her shoulders,
and though they are indeed strong,
the bravest thing i've seen her do,
is to realize,
that she needs others too.
to say i have faith in her,
feels like an understatement
and while i grasp for the right words
i realize i just want her to know,
how much i've truly loved her.

i won't let go of these memories,
this town so full of childhood and i
cannot forget the way we held onto
each other through the pain of
growing older
and venturing out into the world
beyond that innocence we had known.
i won't forget the names of
bo and denzel and the many
adventures that still await them
through a lifetime of friendship
and now, blood sisters once,
true sisters twice forever.