you make me laugh
and I smile at your words
my heart is lifted
and my soul is fed

your words flow
intravenously
into my blood
like I need you to survive
to keep me alive

pictures painted
with consonants and vowels
a string of words
that bind my wrists
my heart

and I am there with you
for every step you take
my feet
my heart
will follow you
where ever you lead

you make me cry
tears of anger and loss
tears shed at your plight
I hoped and prayed
that this time
when I read your story again
that this time
maybe you wouldn't die.