I’ll be posting some of my favorite poems from the book of poetry I hope to publish soon, Intermission Poetry. This is a poem I wrote while thinking of “her.”
Soul Mates
Two halves of a whole
Soul mates
Mates of the soul
Barely making one
And one barely making by
When I first heard her voice
The sound stopped me in place
Not too low
Not too high
Taking me by surprise
When she laughs
I smile
When she cries
I want to know why
Simply hearing a sigh or breath
Makes music fill my thoughts
She sings to my soul
And my soul sings pieces
Written like nothing ever heard
Spread across to lands never seen
Oceans and sky growing past horizons
World opens and never enough
Dreams can’t envision the places she takes me to
As I close my eyes and then
I see
Her standing alone
And I am there
Standing alone
When we face one another
Air parts and gravity disappears
I am floating past earth and past life
My soul how it sings
The song she sings just for me
Oh, my soul
In her soul
Disappears
