Only Half of a Soul

I glanced over at him and my face burned at his exotic gaze I wanted to be with him, if only in his arms for a moment knowing it was turning into a flat out sexual stare I could still not bare to look away his eyes were melting everything inside me those sapphire eyes glittering brilliantly in the sunlight somehow seemed brighter here in the night As if on auto pilot, I somehow found myself standing in front of him without caring how While he nonchalantly sat on what I then noticed was a marble bench and smiled that seemed to have jell-owed the rest of my body because I found myself sitting beside him, now staring at his plump lips and then they were molded to mine my liquid body suddenly lit on fire, from head to toe I pulled away, unsure of who kissed who when he said something I will never forget "Darling, I have been waiting for you. No more room for sadness my sweet; I am the other half of your soul." All I could manage to utter back, with only partial coherency, was "I knew you would come." Because somehow I did