my companion.
i admire him;
his talent, his diligence, his eloquence
and his unbelievable humility.
he knows just what to say
to assure me
and just where to put his arm
to make me feel safe.
he hears what i say
on every level it's intended.
he appreciates my talents
and accepts my quirks.
i can talk in depth about the most profound
sociological or psychological phenomenons
that fascinate me
or simply about
how much i love that rock song.
and he gets it.

even when we see things
from different angles,
it's simply maintaining the balance.

he is irreplaceable.
the only thing
i'd ever make him promise
is that
he won't go anywhere.

05/17/2009

Author's Note: bad poem. good feelings.

Posted on 05/18/2009
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