There’s a fuzziness that surrounds him I can’t describe.
It makes me feel nostalgic,
As if I’ve missed something he already was.
How are we so in sync,
Yet still so distant in our paths?
A brother oh so loving,
He’d fight wars to uncage me.
Earliest to fly I saw his wings flutter,
Freedom sprung from them as mine began to clutter.
He inspired, I began to comprehend what had happened,
Suddenly I was also flying free from the prison.
Now I sail solo synchronizing my strengths,
But I peer next door to my brother’s eyes I’m entrenched.
A love born from sorrow, such no one could ever imagine,
I don’t expect you to understand such a contraption.