This one's kind of new. I like. :D

[heaven-spawn.livejournal.com]

Soul Mate
Arkaye Kierulf

In your better moods you believed in it,
Although your friends have given up on love,
Embittered as they are by high expectations
That are yet to be fulfilled or pared down.

Sometimes you’ve given up on it too,
Sure that Fate is working against you
And has begun to gather her forces
To sag the skin on your face by the hour,
Ruffling your hair, dulling your personality
That back in your college days
Attracted quite a few brunettes.

But deep inside you you’ve always believed
That someone out there must be waiting.
Even as you were kissing Bernadette, the waitress
At the coffee shop you frequented on Mondays,
Even as you lifted up Rebecca’s skirt
At the backseat of your car on Valentines,
Enjoying yourself on the milk of her skin,
You’ve always suspected that something was missing,
That somehow true happiness lay elsewhere.
How many times have you looked into
A woman’s eyes and seen nothing there?
At least not the kind of compassion or kindness
You were looking for in a girl you always thought
Would satisfy your every craving and your every virtue.

How soothing to think then that somewhere
There is someone saving herself for you,
The curls on her head ravishing, her lips
Red as apples you had always wished to bite on
Except that they were too far up in the tree.
How soothing to think that even now, as she
Brushes her hair and fixes herself up in the mirror,
She is endlessly preparing herself with great care
For the one man of her dreams who is you.
The dress she later picks up at the Beauty Shop
And the book she now reads by the light
Of the afternoon, are bound to please your senses
And disarm your intellect on that fated day
Of your meeting, and on the days after.


Not absurd to think that she might even be
Your neighbor, the one you always had a crush on.
Maybe you’ve even already met her, except that
At the occasion of your acquaintance
The conditions were not conducive for love.
Not absurd to think she probably lives on the other side
Of the world, in Paris perhaps, Lithuania, or Africa,
Somewhere exotic like the landscape of your dreams.

No matter that she’s far away or speaks a different language.
You will have an understanding deeper than words.
And even now, as the earth rotates and the continents shift,
A route to finally join the two of you carves itself out.
Where there are no roads or trains to bring you two closer,
Metal Works and Co. is at it day and night, forging a course.
Where rivers and seas cannot be crossed through, a boat
Or ship is built with your name. And where there are
Separate islands that cannot be bridged, there will be a bridge.

And even now as you strain to utter a sigh,
Sure that your heart, bruised and beaten several times over,
Will never love again, even now as you struggle
To keep in the tears, fending off the sadness
That has forever been knocking at your door,
Even now the cells in your heart are mending,
Stitching themselves up for that very special day
When under the stars you will finally meet her.

Comments

[psuedosentence.livejournal.com]

yes yes yes.
i have met my soulmate and it feels just like this.

[nickitty.livejournal.com]

ahhhh... one can hope!