A separate heart, a new found soul,
mated like memories sold and sown.
Tentative reaching from you to me,
across these miles of mass misery.
Too scared to hope, too sure to leave,
feeling a presence that leaps a pulse.
Perplexed by paths we didn’t take,
unable to bury mistakes‘ high price paid.
Arriving in darkness, fueled by light,
seeing a glimmer of “what needs to be”.
Aching with grace, guilt, and pure greed,
inspired by faith and lies we all breathe.
Joy that’s so strong, pain is perceived.
Craving your touch, as each night moves on.
Enduring and timeless, yet age does not pause;
Nor does the promise, of lovers, in song.
A separate heart, two eyes that meet;
A spirit connected that can’t bear to part.
I love you today, as I loved you back when
you woke me to…these wonders within.


Seriously, you are one talented writer and worthy of every gold you win.
Honestly...I don't think you have a thing to worry about, as you are a fantastic poet. I loved your poem in this contest. (Just haven't had a chance to properly comment yet.) Considering how little I've been able to write in the last months, prewrites are all I have to rely on. 


Joyce 
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What you said... "it is amazing to me that complete strangers that have never talked have the same feelings and the same thoughts". So often in love, it's hard (for me, at least) to believe anyone else could possibly feel the same way about another person as I do. Yet from the poetry I read, I know this kind of love happens to others. And knowing that gives me a lot of hope. 



OMG, what's happening to me???!!! 
30 old applause
