Too much?

Is it impossible to think.... That somewhere out there.... Is soul destined for me?

Could it be true, that I was made to bear a yoke with another, to walk joined... and still be free?

Do you believe it's divine and ordained, to get both who you want... And, get who you need?

And is it a bit much to assume, that finding it won't be great effort... Just to a price for you to believe?

What then, do you do... To position yourself...? In fact, if position is all it takes?

Would I miss my moment if I close my eyes... Fall asleep, to be harshly awakened?

Will I find them in junior high, en route while going to class... Or when getting bullied in front of a gym?

Will we walk past each other, and then, what now is a fragrance, will linger like a foul stench?

Or will we meet in young adulthood... Captivated by... The freedom in our strong youth?

Will we hesitate to grasp what starts as a whisper, fearing the unknown... The quiet... The new?

Perhaps we'd lived... Just a bit of life

Ups, downs: Moments of joy... Moments of pain

That middle peak where nothing is as it was, and you know nothing will ever again be the same?

Cruising down the isle of a grocery store, maybe the goodwill... Maybe by the sea...

When suddenly the wind blows and with it comes the fragrance of the one

Gently twirled, and dancing with a breeze

Alas... Even at that...

Maybe further along in years

When many are finding replacements for teeth

A walk in a park puts a settling in my soul, as I see them with a dog, walking

Something is different about the walk.... There's a rhythm to it... And even if it takes an effort to stand

I put in the work, go unashamedly to them

And maturely offer out a hand

There's no pride

Just a confident know

We chat a little

But yes I know

Because I catch the hidden smile

The held back laughs

The hidden humor only we two know

I know

Is it impossible to think... To wonder... To guess... Is it too much for one to believe?

That somewhere in the span of my life, I'll come across, and recognize the soul cut out just for me?

jAy. P