SOUL MATE

Note:  This was written after a recurring dream I used to have off and on for years…I knew I was dreaming of the man that was truly the mate to my soul.  In the last dream I could almost see his face.  I saw all of him but his face…when he was almost close enough for me to see his face…I woke up…I truly believe my husband is the person I was being shown.  I could sense his height, even the color of his skin (I mentioned this because I preferred men of a darker complexion, but I could sense that the man in the dream was lighter than I usually dated).  I could also sense how tall he was.    I just didn’t know where he was…but I could feel that he was searching for me too…

SOUL MATE

Sometimes I feel like I`m coming apart...my soul aches for its mate...my spirit cries at the way I search for him...HE`s out there I know...MY SOUL MATE

HE who can look into my eyes and understand my desire for him...HE who massages the wounds to my soul....I complement him...HE helps to complete ME...my body is aching and crying out for him...the tears I shed late in the night call out to him...Somewhere...HE too is longing for ME...

Will WE find each other...will WE know one another....will it be in a glance....will it be because I take a chance ...to experience things I’ve never known before...will WE move gracefully into each other`s space...or will WE meet in some strange, exotic place...

Mmmmmm....I feel you.....I know you`re there.....If only I knew where

I reach as I call out to you in my dreams...but you move farther away it seems.....In my visions I almost see your face...waiting patiently for ME to take my place...by your side, in your arms, lovingly seduced by your many exclusive charms...

Where are you....MY lover, MY friend, MY soul mate...the other half of WE...