This is a call

I always wanted to know someone i can call whenever i need to speak up, each subject, each feeling, whatever the time of day, noon or night, i will feel glorified to travel to, whatever the mean, whatever the time it takes, make me feel stronger to reach my personal goals, lend me her remarks to be prettier, more assured everyday, for any improvement, mental, spiritual or material, and that i could help back the same, we will propose to go here and there, sharing with me each desires, and listening back to mine, i wanted to reach that degree of security, where every thought or feeling, never will be a burden, we will trade trust, and i would never have to change, to play, i think i say, i feel i say, i say she say, i speak she speaks and she listens, and i listen, i crave, and the next time it's her call to draw me close, and speak up face to face in any place, lit by our complicity, before i stand up to swirl around on a whim, she'll watch me, i sit again for she'll read my hand like a child game, saying her recent discoveries, and we'll talk and grow wiser mixing the knowledge we got alone, just because we will be free of fears, free to elevate, no ceiling, no walls for that companionship, only the world to experience, each one returning to the other, and returning to the peacefullness of self, in the most natural and tender swaying.
I always hope, i always want.

when one fits perfectly, there's no need for the others, but this is just a theory, more, an utopia.