You are the pumpkin to my pie,
My cherry on top of a sunday.
You are the light to my eye,
And I will love you everyday...
For as long as I am alive,
You complete me!

How do you know you have found your twin flame?
Is it random and unknowing,
Or is it something thats always existed?
For,
Oh how the first time I heard his voice,
My heart felt like the serenity - in the crashing waves amongst themselves.
And how when I first saw his eyes,
My eyes wished to fixate upon him - at every waking chance they had open.
How when he holds me and touches me,
My soul dances within me - feeling the flame of his igniting mine.
How do I know if he is my twin flame?
For Im not sure of the existance of one or even the origin of its name.
It certainly feels like it could be <3

If I fall for him...
I hope that everytime I feel his touch on my skin,
That it has the same passion and feeling as though the first time.

To feel lyrics and music,
Like a soundwave carressing your soul.
To remember memories,
Like a wash of water over your skin.
How one key can make you regret,
And that another can make you wish.
Melodies of memories.

why is it that when i start to write poetry about someone... it always goes south...

a puddle of love is what you gave me
and i drowned in it
while you avoided my crashing ocean
and didnt even help me up