Closer Than a Best Friend

She is not
The air I breathe nor the wind
Beneath

My wings
That take me far above
The clouds

Of my imagination
Nor is she even close to being
My best friend

Nor does she
Float my boat above the ever
Rising tide

For she is
Simply my wife the mother
Of our son

And as a wife
She is closer than a best friend
Could ever be

To whom my heart
Returns after climbing mountains
Slaying dragons

 

 

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