Daezhia

This is a poem for a friend of mine, but might be hard to understand with background knowledge

Daezhia 🌻

I try and try to think of how to write a poem about Daezhia
Where we are now in our friendship, seems like the most beautiful place to start
But if I didn't mention that 10 months ago I couldn't even spell her name right, or remember what she smelled like, or remember how long her fingers were when I put my hand on hers...
You couldn't see, how our journey is what blossomed, sparked, ignited our friendship.
It makes most sense to start where it started.
It started without much consideration, I was not aware that the moment I invited a boy and a girl over that that boy and that girl would be more than.... just a boy and a girl.
The first night I left my home with these strangers felt like I never came back. Adventure after sunny adventure, journey after dangerous journey.
Water collapsing under us as we jumped into lakes, intense and vibrant sunshine, adrenaline, serotonin. The highest of any natural high.
Rocky river bottoms under our feet, a mission upstream as far as we can go. Lightning and imaginary snakes.
Riding on the back of trucks contorting our vision of the trees and the stars. Winding roads heavy thoughts .

But what is a good adventure without an obstacle, challenging morals and priorities, begging forgiveness and purity. I think we became closer, sitting beside eachother in Walmart security, and closer facing eachother with waterfalls in our eyes, fearless of being vulnerable. Closer with every earned second chance.
Closest when we let the thoughts and feelings slip our minds while we dance and sing, while we refuse to think because because our most beautiful moments are not steamrolled by our brains, but cradled with our hearts and souls.
And I felt you with with my heart, and my heart was brighter and lighter; I felt you with my soul and my soul is forever happy.

Author's Note

Ignore grammar problems, I just jotted this down one day, not really my best work

Reviews

[Huw]

A few of my friendships became stronger standing outside and inside the headmasters office with my fellow conspirators. So the Walmart remark made me smile at a distant memory and I recognised the truthfulness of the experiences....thanks and nice work.

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

It seems you really good time with your friend. Great to see you still remember those moments and wrote a beautiful poem....Nice!