The secret, my friend, is to love and not fall.
How do know this? It is written on life’s wall.
When all else fails, life, shows my reflection in you.
After all, what is it that I have not done, como tu?
So many times, my thoughts walk close to actions,
And yet choose to show a respectable reaction...
So, as to not claim its very existence,
Of how much alike we can be, at any instance.
Seasons of life have a way of turning paths,
Closer together until they merge, no longer halves,
We may be more alike than previously thought..

The value, friend, is to persevere and to soar!

Mi amor, my love, your thought fills my soul,

Your look, smile, touch, fills the no.
That absence, kept alive, by Divine guidance,
Maintains the truth of this human instance...
When fog threatens to envelope my vision,
Your power shines clarity, with such precision!