by Rena Kay

Created on: October 07, 2009

Soul to Soul

When you brushed past me on the sidewalk

My soul recognized you.

I was drawn to you as no other. I have waited

Centuries to meet again.

The old pull of attraction, the longing of our lives, drawing me to you.

Don't you remember me? I wanted to cry out to you.

Don't you know who I am?

I am your soul mate, your love, a part of you.

I follow you in the coffee shop and look out from

Under my lashes as you order.

I want to reach and brush the hair out of your eyes, just

To feel you, my skin hungers for your touch.

You pay for your coffee and turn and see me.

Your forehead creases in a frown, and I see the question

In your eyes.

Don't I know you?

And I smile.

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