It’s a rare occurrence
finding someone who
fills out the holes
in your soul with
the pieces of their own.An occurrence where
they’re there for you
no matter what it
costs them.An occurrence where
each word of theirs
fits the words
of your thoughts.An occurrence
where their own
mind whispers its
thoughts out to you
and yet you hear them
clearer than the beating
of your own heart.An occurrence
where even when
the world blurs by
the time stops
the moment
you find their
eyes — your safe haven
setting on you;
your own personal
and intimate sunset.An occurrence
where they know
and you know
that somethings
are just meant to be.It’s a rare occurrence
finding someone
you’ve been searching for
since the beginning,
and letting them have
your ending.
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eternally ephemeral [ poetry & prose ]
Poetry[ Previously titled Soothing Thoughts of the Clamorous Mind. ] Here are the- Words dripping out of my mouth like ink Vanishing into the blues on the brink Of whispered promises That make our hearts scratch with callouses. Or in short and simple way...