Monday, September 9, 2019

Soul Mates

He gave her space. 
She presumed disinterest.
And there she went
Untimely egress. 
He tried to chase, 
But so it seemed
She had lost interest. 
Sometimes soul mates, 
Like ships,
Get lost at sea. 
Somewhere out there
Are she and he. 
Somewhere searching 
Adrift maybe. 
Drifting, drifting 
Through nights and days
Against endless horizon
Over roiling swells 
Asea in space
With churning hearts
Out of place
Alone apart. 
Up in the crows nest,
His heart is full - 
With his spy to eye,
A steady slosh on the hull.
Below, a listless sigh,
Way up above,
Where eagles fly,
Stars burn forever. 
He gave her space
At last, he knows better.
Bobbing on the waves
His woebegone letter
Bottled in corked glass.
Where is she now? 
Is she searching like him? 
Somewhere someway, 
Somewhere someday, 
He gave her space
Soul mates...

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