(*a piece by her)

Don't know how it happens but I always seem to know what's on your mind .

oh dear maybe our souls are intertwined. like vines that run up a tree , side by side . following an invisible route , a vision they only see .
I can't explain the love I have for you , it is a mixture of brotherly , fatherly ,and something else , which binds it all .

You call me...