She is my soul. The other half of me.
The subconscious to my conscious.
The Yin to my Yang.
She is midnight magic, the moon and the stars.
She is river full of wonder that leads me to still waters.
She is the presence in my dreams and the absence in my nightmares.
She quietens my tortured mind & tortures my loveless one.
She is the night to my day. She is the light along the way.
She is elusive, mysterious while ever present.
She gives birth to all that I AM.
Without her I AM nothing.
She is my heart, my soul, the very breath of me.
~ Tracy Pierce
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