An unsinkable ship.

There are a few certain people who resonate, spark, ignite.  Not once then die out, but forever burn, lit, aflame.  Friends precious like stones.  We can go a day a month a year then suddenly back to where we were.  Little things along the way remind me of you and our ship.  That ship will always be unsinkable.  We're on parallels, always were.  Same language spoken.  Same cloth, the cut.