Soulmate is a term not be abused.
I didn't choose... to feel the way I feel for you;
reserved and coveted, not to be refused.
Am I dreaming? The gift that you instilled is true.
You lit the fuse... on a passionate heart that's been scarred and bruised;
tarred and used. Like the breath of life, you make me want to start anew.
You're the star on a horizon of blacks, blues, and even darker hues.
You replaced anxiety with the embrace of peace, and that's hard to do.
I've been addicted to your love, since the first time I parted you.
The Queen of Hearts, filled me with her song and left the record queued;
spinning every second - Enthralled by the Siren, inspired by the Muse.
I float on your currents, like the arc that make's the archers arrow cruise.
The apple of my mind, Pretty Sparrow, you're a treasure that I cannot lose.
Land on my limbs, let's make one from two, let my seed infuse...
the emptiness, the need in you. I speak the truth -
I fiend for your lovely lips of rouge; I breathe in you...
