your body buckles beneath my hands, promises whispered with each exhaled sigh; you said you don't believe in soul mates but you and i are the closest thing to it
looking down i see you gazing back at at me and your green eyes shatter my soul the way you look at me is enough to make me believe that i have a soulmate, another half and that here, now, in the darkness of your room we are together, one and the same, an individual