There are souls that meet
after such a long time,
like rivers that return
to the sea in their time,
along paths of shared memories
and shared dreams,
surprised by the chemistry
that is felt, the heartbeat.
The echoes of laughter,
whispered secrets,
delicately weave
the fabric of the sacred.
A twinkle in the eye,
a fleeting spark,
a deep bond
that cannot be explained.
There are souls that meet,
destiny knows it,
in the deep embrace
that the road feels,
when the universe
conspires in favour,
two hearts beat,
one with love.