Soul Mates

By Barbara Lynn Terry

I waited just above the concourse,

As she bolted through the gate as on a horse,

This woman of inner beauty I cannot describe,

But she stole my heart with a subtle bribe.

“Be mine dear girl, and have not a care in the world,

For I will be with you always, our love unfurled.”

I sat there waiting for her to get to me,

My heart beating so rapidly.

When she got up to me

She smiled coyly,

And kissed me on my burgundy lips,

So full of passion, as her hands touched my hips.

We were strangers up til now, or were we?

When we had gotten in the door,

She kissed me with a fire even more,

And to the bedroom, beneath the sheets.

We touched, fondeled, kissed, and enjoyed,

The perfume of each other deployed,

In a sensual embrace of love so deep,

That through every crevice it did seep.

We are now bound in our souls,

That makes each of us complete and whole,

Because on that fateful date,

We each had found, our soul mate.