Soulmate
#1 of Poetry
This poem is one that I wrote after an insomnia ridden night and thinking about a soulmate and if there was such thing and this is a sort of out of body conversation I had with someone who I didn't know but I still knew that they were listening and that they were talking back. Which even describing it now makes no sense but in this moment I didn't care about what made sense and I went with it. This is the product of that conversation.
Soulmate
Hello?
It's okay, It's just me.
How long have you been here?
I can't answer that.
Then what should I say?
Anything you want to tell me.
I want to know who you are.
Where are we?
Virginia.
Do the trees grab the wind and dance?
They do.
Do you dance with them?
I don't know how to answer that.
You don't have to.
There's an eclipse tonight.
What are you hiding behind?
Nothing.
You're lying.
I can't tell you.
I have to go soon.
Is it okay if I miss you?
It depends if you've met me.
So I have met you before.
I didn't say that.
How do I know you're here?
Have you felt my arms around you?
Only when I curl into myself
thinking no one desires me.
Do you love me?
I feel like I should
but I'm scared to admit that.
You will find me.
What if I die before that?
Then I don't exist.
How will I know who you are?
You wont.
Not at first.
Don't leave me right now.
You will find me.
I will find you.
You will find me.