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