Two True

i can't say that i am growing up looking back normality morality fit me in some category like poetry i'm not iambic i'm more pelvic and musically you can find me andante moderato tastefully eating my pasta al dente and in life i like most have had lose to which it is said for everyone there is a soulmate but she died and so did i just like Atlas dropping not the world but my world with a shrug now after all these Rumpelstiltskin years gone by i'm not sure if i'm still dreaming in my sleep or sleeping in a dream for it seems i've been allowed to have a second soulmate finding her doing the same as me pushing a door that reads pull