• Gleaming crystal-blue,
    the twinkling of your playful gaze calls
    like all the sunny days of childhood
    from across the glossy table's surface
    and through the warmth of steam
    from our teacups.
    The conversation dances,
    and so we embark
    on a verbal journey,
    or adventure...if you will.
    Sometimes,
    we took mango cheesecake along.
    Every day
    there was a world we created.
    Every day
    there were clown noses
    and balloon animals,
    held together by the warmth of
    your hugs.
    I remember them,
    as I remember you.
    My brother,
    my friend.

    Always.