Finding Gemini (For A New Friend Also Born On June 18) Poem by Adrian Antique

you found us on your motorcycle
like that voice in an emergency phone call …
that was after an angry storm in December -
an unexpected gift disguised as a brother.

cruel lashes of wind and rain
then you were there, a hand comforting pain …
a new friend in a dark, lonely Christmas …
as if I have met you somewhere in my past.

my home was thirsty and you offered water -
a gesture very few showed, an act I'll always remember
like that movie that ever comes to mind
of a child who took care of another who's blind.

in a crowded world of disappearing kindness
where people afraid of sacrifice are left sleepless,
we suddenly discover we're both born on that same day
like siblings of the same cradle of that month after May.

so when June comes, i shall dance and sing
of the joyful surprises that life did bring
for even though our faces are different in this faceless story
we are somehow twin pebbles swimming in the same sea.

adrian barleta antique 3.18.22