idle without you
I keep putting faith in you. Blindly. Open mindedly. It comes from my soul.
See, you are a piece of me. The peace of me. My sweetest need. I love you with a fire I didn’t even mean to burn. Uncontrollably rolling through grazes of unwatered land. Unchartered, yet I’m uncharred.
You belong to me, though we are two beings floating through open world, physically unattached, our souls walk in unison & often wonder why it took so long for us to meet back up as one.
Wonder why we break so badly, knocking the inseparability forged through the hands of God Himself who cemented our fate before the world ever knew us to be.
How the yin to my yang, the tiger to my dragon, the night to my day could ever be so awful to me, and still love me like the sun does the desert.
And then we cross paths. You and I, fire and desire. Lust and love. Infatuation at its finest. In our physical forms, our bodies ignite like fireflies meet fireworks meet nuclear war zones. Our souls connect, they are set ablaze with a bewitching passion that lights what lay idle in us otherwise.
It’s meant to be.
Until you leave again. And the world that I can only find with you… comes crashing down on us both.
Jasmine Lynn, or @theblackgirlpoetry is a 25 year old writer in her free time and a professional journalist. She has been writing creatively since she learned how to write and will be publishing a book soon, highlighting the poetry she has written over the last decade.
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