Soul Mate, Souls Mate

Love surpassing something as limited as the heart and human emotion.

The seas apon the globe are nothing but mere shallow ponds

in comparison to the capacity we own as one.

You are me, I am you. 

Our souls were in one moment separate, But in the archaic seconds of "hello, my name is",

They suddenly just were.

In but a millisecond, there was no they. Not even "we". There was only "I".

Whatever material you were formed of in the Flawless hands of our Creator,

I was of the same. 

Our fabric identical through out our whole lives. 

Maybe that's why since my earliest recalled age I have always felt partial.

Just portioned.Halfway done,

almost good enough, 

Semi-hollowed and half empty. 

Who knew it was because God had molded and sculpted

a masculine version of myself.

Or God had molded a feminine version of you, from you. 

My soul twin.

Even if I would have never been keen of your existence,

I would still feel incomplete. 

Internally inchoate. 

Perfect symmetry, yet you lack my flaws.

I find you more beautiful in your spontaneous light

than I have Ever found myself after hours of preparation .

You're the me I always wanted to be.

And just like myself, you love limitless, 

To the point of idiotic dissipation   

Boundless passion being your common form of communication,

And you speak to me every second of every minute of 

Every hour of everyday. 

Even in your physical absence, 

Your spirit is tormentingly tangible.

Enough to hold me.Enough to comfort me.

Enough to pacify me throughout the night and bring me one day

Closer to seeing your face. Your are mine.

& I love you passed the point of sanity.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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Vitamin Cea

Love surpassing something as limited as the heart and human emotion.

The seas apon the globe are nothing but mere shallow ponds

in comparison to the capacity we own as one.

You are me, I am you. 

Our souls were in one moment separate, But in the archaic seconds of "hello, my name is",

They suddenly just were.

In but a millisecond, there was no they. Not even "we". There was only "I".

Whatever material you were formed of in the Flawless hands of our Creator,

I was of the same. 

Our fabric identical through out our whole lives. 

Maybe that's why since my earliest recalled age I have always felt partial.

Just portioned.Halfway done,

almost good enough, 

Semi-hollowed and half empty. 

Who knew it was because God had molded and sculpted

a masculine version of myself.

Or God had molded a feminine version of you, from you. 

My soul twin.

Even if I would have never been keen of your existence,

I would still feel incomplete. 

Internally inchoate. 

Perfect symmetry, yet you lack my flaws.

I find you more beautiful in your spontaneous light

than I have Ever found myself after hours of preparation .

You're the me I always wanted to be.

And just like myself, you love limitless, 

To the point of idiotic dissipation   

Boundless passion being your common form of communication,

And you speak to me every second of every minute of 

Every hour of everyday. 

Even in your physical absence, 

Your spirit is tormentingly tangible.

Enough to hold me.Enough to comfort me.

Enough to pacify me throughout the night and bring me one day

Closer to seeing your face. Your are mine.

& I love you passed the point of sanity.

 

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