NaPoWriMo: North Star

#NAPoWriMo2018 #Day20 prompt by Poetry Cafe KL
#NaPoWriMo #duet Write a duet poem with another poet about your friendship. Collaborate. You could write about how you met, your first impressions, what you liked or didn’t like about each other, the significance of the relationship to you now.

It was a night of dance
Strangers became familiar
faces became smiles
Hugs between bodies
turned into warm embraces.

My voice caught your attention
You were drawn without boundaries
possessed by intoxication
Surprised by a familiar sound
And attracted to a jovial smile.

You said you wanted me
Not knowing why
But you were hell bent
On staying in this moment
Refusing the odds
Stopping time
Believing this was perfect.

I wanted to write a galaxy of stories
Alliterate your voice in my words
Your thoughts in my breath
And weave you into every sentence
To illustrate our universe.

You became my world
The ground I stand on
Where my feet sink into
The glorious mountains
that take my breath away
The magnificent waterfalls
that drench my soul.

I refused to let the sky fall
Even if the titans failed
And every thing fell apart
I would give my all
Just to be your canopy
So you would always be safe
and have no worries.

I would align the constellations
So our paths would cross again
As we sailed through the storms
our compasses would lead our hearts
to each other
Remapping our journey
Rewriting our destiny.

- Swit Marie
0249H 26th April 2018
Taman Bahagia
Swit Marie is a 'Jacqueline of all trades' who loves wearing plaid
When words fail, she allows movement and emotion to carry her through
A believer in making dreams come true, she would love to collaborate with you
An explorer starting fresh and would only give her best
She stands in the gap and will only call it quits when it's a wrap.

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