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The curves, the lines, whatever you call it. They all lead somewhere. I see some freckles, some lumps, and again those beautiful curves. You take them all and they lead to my heart. Life has bumps, curves, and freckles or landmarks, places that you visit, maybe events. Through these curves, bumps, and freckles; I want to go through them all with you, a life with you.
When I see you there with you eyes shut and your arms folded next to each other, I see that your arms are perfectly aligned with each other, just like we are. Each hand is different, each created to its own. Just like the two of us are. Each arm is strong, but together they have enormous strength. Two arms by themselves, two people by themselves, individual. Together, unstoppable, infinite, and divine. I can look through your eyes and see straight to you essence, into your soul. What beauty , what grace. Your inner being is the most incredible force I have ever felt.
Just sitting here on this bed, I feel your inner beauty, inner peace, inner-self, all of your soul, everywhere. Your beautiful, divine, peaceful, glorious, spirit just illuminates this room. I can fell you even when we are miles from each other. When I am not physically is your presence, I carry your love and this inner beauty that I have come to known with me. Its your soul that I feel. Through this immortal grace, our love blossoms. As long as your soul exists, my soul exists. Two souls, so beautiful.
Mine is creative, yet complicated. Hers is gentle, yet can be rough. Mine is calm, yet stirred. Hers is playful, yet reserved. Mine is happy, yet sad. Hers is filled with joy, yet has a touch of grey. Mine has acceptance, yet feels rejection. Hers feels free, yet trapped. Mine content, yet afraid. Hers is energetic, yet lethargic. Two perfect souls, two perfect mates...
Soulmates.