When my thoughts are around you,
My heart takes wing.
It travels across the land
In search of it’s second half.
To be reunited and whole,
To become one,
To have one soul.
My heart knows only you,
It’s not a fickle thing.
Searches over rocks and sand,
Thru every wayward path.
Filling the empty hole,
We are one,
We share our soul.
We are one, no longer two,
Love’s a wonderful thing.
A golden wedding band,
No longer cut in half.
We are now whole,
One
Soul.
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