Soul Mate

Within myself, I feel lost and confused, angry, but yet joyful. I feel as though I am walking alone looking beyond my reasons why I should not be. Looking for my soul mate, on the edge of possibilities. I scream out for her, and echoes come back to me. I will not put on a play, to show her how I love. But, I will do things from the heart to show her I’m in love. The words “I love you” these days have been treated like a dirty old rag. Once you’ve use it up, it’s thrown away, and another is bought for the same purpose. You and I, are appointed persons. However, “Love” to me, is “Divine”, not to be use in vain. Yet it’s as sacred, just as love making. “Love making” to me, is a communication without words between two people, bonding in sacred pleasures, too complicated to explain. Not just for the pleasure of jumping from one bed to another. Is it known the true meaning of “Love”? Do we not know its powers? Compassion, unconditional, understanding, honesty, faith, patience, desire, and passion. These are the foundations of a long-lasting relationship, that’s lost behind those shadows of unconcern, the power of perversion and lust. To find my soul mate, means more to me than just a thought, or a few words put together to make someone's heart skip a beat. I have walked these corridors of the unknown before, the cold darkness, confusion giving no light. I will find her, and she will be safe in my arms. I will be her light, her shoulder, and her ear. I will lead her, and comfort her. I will find her, when she’s lost. In the end of these trials of faith, and friendship. I will fall to one knee, and place a ring of promise until death on her finger. For the world to see, she will be a part of me, she will be my wife. I will carry that love to my grave and beyond…