The Other Gemini

On the rooftop, watching a sunset's
afterglow fade from orange to purple--
while the stars are replaced by her eyes.

She watches over me with a protected
smile, her hand wipes the tears away--
her presence within a simple breeze.

Every where I walk, she's waiting around
a corner watching my freespirited stride--
her wings keep me dry from rain or sun.

When I lay my head down to rest
her warmth glazes over my body--
keeping my dreams warm with hers.