Sunday, April 26, 2009

Soul Mate

Why does it feel just right with you?
Why does it sound all deep and true?
Why does it look so bright not blue?
Why does it stick real firm like glue?

Is it because it's always been you,
Across time and space all through?
Were we never ever far and apart,
Even when life was playing its part?

Tell me my love, my mate of soul,
Is that why you make me whole?
Is that why when it's dark and trite,
In me you and in you I find our light?