Dear soulmate

Dearest

I dream of you still

Before, it came almost as easily as closing my eyes

And yet now it feels as though I must beckon you forth

You must be going through a lot

You used to visit me so often and even though it hurt to wake and not have you with me

I cherished every meeting

Are we no longer in alignment my love

is that why I no longer see you

Do you dream of me like I dream of you

This foolish heart of mine

How could I fall for you

You who may or may not exist

It's so silly isn't it

I yearn for you

I don't know you but I yearn...for you

You graced me with your presence not too long ago

God how I savored every moment

Your aura, your very being

I do not even bother fighting that magnetic pull towards you

Do not dare even to resist

I cannot comprehend

I feel complete in your arms dearest

won't you find me

Or must I wait another life

Fate wouldn't be so cruel...would it

I'm dying to meet you

Every touch feels like heaven

Angel of my dreams

Every awakening is hell

I wish you knew how much I think about you

I'm going through a lot too

Perhaps that is why I feel I need you now more than ever

Though you would most likely tell me not to

I gather you are the individualistic kind

You probably solve problems as quickly as they arise

It sounds like the type of thing id fall for

of course i have no way of knowing, not really

I am so curious about you

What are you like?

Do you like music?

Do you surf perhaps?

Are you inquisitive to an almost intrinsic degree?

Are your eyes a shade of blue or are they by chance green like the forest of my mind?

Or perhaps Brown...like mine

Mine

Mine

Mine

Four letters, so perfect sounding in relation to you

I am not possessive I promise

I just can't fathom letting you go once I've found you

I'd let the whole world know

Let them know!

I finally found you

Your smile, your laughter, the crazy way you make me feel

I believe this is what they call being down-bad dearest

I pray you never find this poem

I'd never hear the end of it, would I?

Your relentless teasing and my dedication to mortification

I imagine this is the building block for our relationship

You remind me to laugh every now and then, to not be so tempestuous

And I remind you this is a very serious matter, that you have found that which cannot truly express how I feel for you

That you have found the drafts of my failed attempts to describe you

Words fail me and I scramble to make it sound poetic

It's pathetic really and lord knows I would do anything to spend one more moment with you

Even if it's just a dream

Should I be ashamed? perhaps. but I'm not

I refuse to be

There must be a reason for this