SOUL MATE
My intention, as I write,
Is to talk to her mind;
She’s clouded by sights
And do not notice my plights.
Success stories I have read,
Dreamchasers movies, watched;
I have seen and concluded,
Success is by her tender touch.
I have looked around,
Weighing with the scale,
The beauties that surround;
I am confused as beaten clay.
You are there at your corner
Unbeknownst of my soul cry.
Perhaps you hear my prayer
As you search through Dreamland.
Oh Universe, stop the stress,
Connect me to Eve this year
That she may be part of this;
Let her join in my travailing.
So Eve, where are you?
Your Adam is lone, counting sheep.
Woman, where are you?
Your Adam is frail, needing peace.
This shouldn’t be read away
Or the intention would die,
Share throughout channels
Until it makes my Eve smile.
For I have tried to put her away
But my mind wouldn’t let me be,
Her precious soul speak alway
In the den of my dreams.
Again, where are you
Oh Woman of my dreams?
Friend she may be near you,
Share hence until she reads.
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Denu Vour Bon
09/06/2020