Identical Twin Acrostic Poem

In sweet ways the story blooms,
Dense love, they cannot break through.
Elliana, my sister, it's with kindness that I say:
Nothing is going to get in our way.
Today, tomorrow, all time we've already passed through,
In sweet ways the story blooms.
"Cring worthy words," all the others say
As I brush their words off for another day.
Long times apart, a tear in my heart.
Time is such a heavyweight!
Wandering through weekends, dreading separate rooms,
In sweet ways the story blooms.
Not over yet, it's safe to assume.