two pieces of a puzzle
that finally seem to fit
he is mine
and I am his
From ocean to ocean
so many miles in between
but the stars were in our favor
from the moment of hello
the beauty of his spoken words
melt a cynic's heart
he is me
I am him
two souls meant to meet
for they're one and the same
Even though most of the meaning of this poem are lost...I didn't want to lose it. It was the first time I ever wrote a half decent happy poem
