Got into a little argument about the existence of a soul mate- is there such a thing?
A little to the right, yes, can you see right there?
He’s the one- he’ll build you a dream to wake up to in the morning
And sing you a song when times are rough.
The one who will give me a reality check
Who will lecture me about leftrightcentric
When I’m in no man’s land? The one who will break me
Raw like an egg and lick the yoke of his lips.
No thank you.
I see you can not believe that such a thing exists
As two halves of the moon, or two lips in a smile
Obvious as it is, you go upstream. Look behind you
The better half exists in the flesh.
For how much?
Nothing good is free
There has to be a catch(she searches for a price tag)
Isn’t there? in everything beautiful, even life.
(She holds on to her gold chain and leaves it, as though it too must die)
Ah there is a catch, you are right there.
He is a mirror you will have to delve into.
He asks for time- how much I know not.
But time enough to look and learn the contours of his being
Time enough to lose your face in his, until you forget
Who walked into this store and asked me for a price.
© neelthemuse, 2012