Happy Birthday, Solange

She is light in the dark corners of a mad man’s psyche
She is the personification of beauty that all aspire to be
She is the ice and fire of the untarnished lands
She is the warmth and comfort of a much needed hand

She is the air and the wind, the ocean and the waves
She is the gasping breath a passionate romance craves
She is the smile that brightens the lonely heart
She is the duct tape to keep you from falling apart

She shines like the sun
She glistens like the moon
She is the presence that stops you when she enters a room

She is a scrapbook of memories
She is the essence of nostalgia
She is beauty and love and friendship
She is Solange, and I love her

(She is also legal. Meow…)

With the waning of the moon
in the frostbitten sky
my heart still sings out
for your blushing sigh

waiting for the day
when we can twine our fingers
and never let go

When the sun sets on the marrow
you will be farther than before
I will still call your name
hoping to see you once more

waiting in silence
for your glorious return
when life can resume

You will never be forgotten
for you’ve consumed my heart
while distance and time separates us
life will never keep us apart

I love you, Solange.  I will miss you greatly.  <3