Healing Love

We're worlds apart It seems to me Unknown before So blissfully Unaware That friendship Stalked This earthly plane Until we talked Once And then again, Again, again We chitter-chattered Just present Spirits Catching up lost Time Was all that mattered Maybe mixed in With much time Passing Some healing-love Perhaps amassing Not quite Romantic A different kind.. The sort that souls Do rarely find But when that Rare And precious heart Beats in time With words that Rhyme Right from the start On this one view We altercate You say it's Luck I call it Fate