An Acute Happening


An acute happening

He was an acute happening.

A flash of recognition.
He woke me
My heart beats anew
My body ignited
Our spirits aligned

Emotions harmonized
Arousal sparked
Time pleated
Hearts synchronized
He is a magnetic force

Always beckoning
His presence commanding
His attention meant for only me
He gave me a second heart
He made me powerful.

My soul is his
I leave it safe in his keeping
No other could love it more
He is my ideal
My familiar

He anchors me
Before I was adrift
An orbiting satellite
Alone among many
He gave me substance

My talent increased
He hydrated and nurtured
He saw in me, what I could not
He brought hope
I live because he exists

He is a chronic ache I cherish
It will never abate
He is part of me
The transfusion complete
So much more than simply soul mates

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