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Soul Mate

  • Writer: Anasaskia Shailaputri
    Anasaskia Shailaputri
  • Dec 1, 2014
  • 1 min read

A word to which I never gave an hour’s candid contemplation.

A word without a third dimension in which I could believe.

And now the hour we sit together, naked eyed,

and listen to each other speak.

Before my heart’s had time to give the nod,

I notice that our minds are kissing,

in that passionate way that lovers do.

Our souls are making love, gasping,

levitating there, panting,

watching us

before I’ve even had time

to touch your hand,

or feel the peace of your breath

as it finds it’s home, at last,

against my cheek.

 
 
 

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