In the heart’s quiet corners, we find
A bond woven in whispers and laughter,
Where childhood dreams gently unwind,
In the shelter of shared ever after.

Hands held through storms and sunny days,
In fields where innocence once played,
A tapestry of memories we lay,
In the colors of a love that never fades.

Through distant paths and foreign lands,
Our hearts remain in tandem beats,
Bound by invisible, golden strands,
In the echoes of our secret retreats.

As the years paint stories on our skin,
And seasons change their hues and light,
In the mirror of sibling souls we begin,
To find our way in the stars of night.