i cry, sobbing and thrashing, needing; wanting you; asking for you, non-stop; beseeching you, pestering; 'til you look at me; your smile, calming; i turn quiet; the beauty of you and your soulful presence; your hair, dusted with light; the blinding non-judgement of me; just being there, none is asked; a sister and a mother, never the fiend; a companion when i get nonsensical; my solace, amid foes and equal friends; one who comprehends, makes me silent; a diamond, lighted bright--from within; never wanting anything but me, the spawn; a soul, so unearthly, so airily free; angelic beauty, amazingly undirtied; always, always; never ever be revamped; be you, unperturbedly you; never another; a perplexing present from God above; a woman like you, a treasure of the 'eart. it is always difficult, for me, to find real girl friends. most have never been real; others have turned out fake and deceitful. yet, there are some, who really shined through. this piece is for them. a shout-out to some of them here: Zeenat Idris, Christine Prado, Divya P.S. Rawat, Rukhsar Idris, and all those who've been so kind. thank you for being my sisters. β€β€β€βΊππ #sister #friend #real #woman #yqbaba