Mary-Ann Elizabeth

You own that part of my heart,

The part no man can touch,
The part no child can replace

The part you did not ask for
The part I did not intend to give.

It was yours,
From the moment of my being
The first light inside the womb
Your tiny hand, pressed against the mystery
Your ear, listening for my heartbeat
Whispering to me your dreams
As they travelled through the abyss.

From that moment,
Our souls were connected
Latched, by an invisable thread

Your dreams became my dreams
Your grief, connected to my grief
Your joy, forever my joy

You are my curse...... you are my blessing

You are my weakness....... you are my strength

For years I have tried to escape you
Life chooses our own paths
But the thread is always tugging
Drawing me back to your side

I am trapped....... I am free

Oh my sister, don't you see?!
You will always own that part of my heart