Souls That Touch

My soul and yours
They touch
They breathe
You nestle deep inside me
And I feel comfort
A love that radiates like the sun
That has trancended over time
I pull you close
My head on your shoulder
And my heart whispers to you 
Soft, tender words
You hear them
I feel it in your touch
The warmth that radiates off your skin
The way your soul touches mine
We dance
I see it in my mind
The way you would take my hand
And twirl me around
The candles dancing on their own
And then we break away
And I whisper in the night
While we depart
I love you Cassius
Though your name has changed over time
And you respond
I love you too
But my name is unknown
You wont whisper it 
You say I must find it on my own
And I watch you walk away
The sound of crunching gravel in my ears
A bitter sweet goodbye
But I wont forget you 
I wont forget our love
Our souls untangle
I am left with the ghost of you
But I am not empty 
The way that you are 
I pray that you will fill your void
Not with another, but with your own
And the moon, for a moment
Seems to shine brighter
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Mister Roboto Avatar
August 2, 2014 at 10:03 PM
you make me want to post something meaningful instead of the garbage I've been posting. I reserve this kinda of heart stuff for my books. YOU ARE BRAVE GIRL!~ Celtic Goddess. to hell with the jealous gods!~ :) another 7
Lewis Avatar
July 31, 2014 at 10:01 AM
"I am left with the ghost of you" really like that line.
Andresen Avatar
July 25, 2014 at 6:39 AM
- Jay, a beautiful poem .... romantic !! - I enjoy reading this today. - Thank you ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
Bordner Avatar
July 25, 2014 at 3:01 AM
A romantic mystery that's genuine with every look and touch. I love the mystical feel in the name exchange. The gravel is so lucid in sound and meaning. Strange as it is, One must choose to be empty, and I choose to be full of love Jay, your soul poetry says the same. " Not with another, but with your own..." J.A.B.
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