Friend

i have myself someone,
the restitution from a long line of loneliness,
a way forward,
my personal vendetta,
who reached out for me from across the 7 oceans,
whispering ever so softly,
singing me many a lullaby,
just by being there,
the presence lingering just beyond my senses,
too good to smudge yet too hard to resist touching,
maybe even a window
into my soul,
my friend