I don't think she really trusts me
Then why should she in this life
Life has taught her well not too
During life it's coursed her strife
She's never met a real true Gemini
Even though she is one too as well
So many are not what they portray
Honesty's as rare as hens teeth I tell
I'd give anything to talk to her of life
Maybe over coffee or a wine to say
And explain what real Gemini's are
With ability to see within on any day
But with being able to do so in honesty
To repeat even a single thought to be
Would damage all I really do stand for
Regardless if I'm able or not at all to see
She might be interested maybe to know
She is to me as the pure springtime rain
Comes with this ability the utmost truth
Saying there's a live and let live to explain
A better friend she could not hope to find
With integrity values none judgmental too
No games played secret thoughts ever to be
And that's to only mention some it's all true
It's sad to come acoss an Angel with doubts
That has inbuilt fears of any form of this
When the simplicity of ever talking to her once
Could be anything else but a high degree of bliss
It matters not to one such as I am in all reality
Who dares stand any prouder than she should
But her fear is there to see as well that this life
Has calved this into her soul as if upon wood
I saw more perfection in her eyes than anyone
A soul of Gemini purification a friend ever true
I've lived a few more years than quiet a few
I only with so she had the ability to see this too