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It Beats In Perfect Time (Repost)

Your soul is a percussive instrument, beating and vibrating, keeping time with the wants and needs bouncing through your mind. You’re projecting, sending pulsing signals out into the world with every move you make, vibrations in colored solar flares to tell every soul what you seek, what they can help you find. We constantly meet and crash, impressing on one another the desires of each other. When my soul met yours it beat so perfectly in tune, moving in beat exactly with mine, complementing every move we made. There was no moment, no hesitation, only total realization. You were part of me and I was part of you, there’s never been another way it could be. Your soul is a percussive instrument and it beats in perfect time with mine.

This was posted in Nov 2017, just over a year ago. It’s not perfect but I’ve always liked it. The prompt of the day was percussive (I think).

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Perfect Moon – Friday Fictioneers

Is it the same moon we see?

Do you watch it roll slowly above the horizon, arcing gracefully?

I trace its path with an uncertain finger, lingering on the point where I dream our palms should meet.

A perfect intersection, a crossing of the souls. A perfect arcing destiny, straight into the heart from Cupid’s bow.

I wonder which plane you left on and if you’ll ever return. If you ever do, I wonder should our hearts meet again, perhaps under glistening Sun?

Dreams come true, if only for a night, a moment. If only under the perfect arcing moon.

gah_windowPHOTO PROMPT © Gah Learner

And thank you to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneer’s every week.

Word count: 100

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Collide

Once upon a time we collided, as dust against shimmering specters of dust, gods amongst the heavens then. Deep within the earth’s womb, boiling magma against impenetrable mantle, burning away defense mechanisms. Trojan horses against the very walls of heaven you became, melting, molding, galaxies spinning from every shattering sigh.

How could we have seen the way we flowed, you into me, ocean tides unidentifiable against the shoreline. In a rapid, rabid elemental explosion your soul ripped into mine, gently brushing every secret we dared hide. Wrapping them in the wispy, silken age of our souls we stole away pieces of one another. Magnetic, prophetic, we could never hide forever revolving stars in our eyes.

Rapid

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The Stars Must Know

Do we ever truly know
What it is to be alone
Until we’ve entangled
With a soul in which we see our own?
The stars must know,
For they once were one,
Split apart by time,
Slow violent upending.
Now they beam in the night sky,
A call to the halves once held near.
Don’t forget,
We’re still floating out here.
Apart we may be,
Bound by constraints unseen
But connected in the fabric of every being.

Glimmer

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It’s Here

There’s a line
Between you and I.
Made of ice
Or glass
Or pure shine
It may be.
Nonetheless,
There’s a line
Between you and I.
It’s here
The story dilutes
Like ink in ocean.
It’s here
The line freezes
Like water in the dead of winter.
It’s here
I feel pure energy
Pulsing between you and I.
It’s here
Our locked gaze
Melts the frigid temperature away.
It was there
I felt most at home,
Wrapping my arms around you.
It was there
I realized,
Some things are simply meant to be.

Frigid

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Suddenly Is All We’ll Ever Be

Suddenly

Suddenly is all we ever were.
Suddenly friends, lovers, soul mates.
Suddenly alone in the night and in our fight.
We always said “you and me”,
Two against the world.
But the world kept spinning
While our story crumbled between our fingers.
Suddenly I’m lost
In your eyes and smile.
Suddenly I can’t breathe when you look at me.
Suddenly is all we’ll ever be.
Spinning, spinning and we all fall down.


There’s lovely poetry at The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch this week, go check it out

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Whisper Your Name

I guess I’m liking the open nature of the prompt today. Two posts

WordPress Daily Prompt – Almost

Today,
I almost said your name out loud,
Like a ghost haunting the doors to my mind
You’re always there but rarely do I find …
But today,
I almost didn’t whisper your name to the clouds,
Instead I choked on the word,
Fearful that somehow you’d hear.
Our greatest fear has always been falling.
Today,
I almost hit the ground.

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It Beats in Perfect Time

WordPress Daily Prompt – Percussive

Your soul is a percussive instrument, beating and vibrating, keeping time with the wants and needs bouncing through your mind. You’re projecting, sending pulsing signals out into the world with every move you make, vibrations in colored solar flares to tell every soul what you seek, what they can help you find. We constantly meet and crash, impressing on one another the desires of each other. When my soul met yours it beat so perfectly in tune, moving in beat exactly with mine, complementing every move we made. There was no moment, no hesitation, only total realization. You were part of me and I was part of you, there’s never been another way it could be. Your soul is a percussive instrument and it beats in perfect time with mine.


Go check out The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch, we have new posts up for you to read!

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Clutch

I don’t know … 

WordPress Daily Prompt – Clutch

It’s all that’s holding you
Up,
Back,
Keeping you there
While I’m here
Holding the other half
Of everything we are.
I’ll let go of mine.
I’ll let myself fall.
Perhaps I’m a fool.
Maybe I’ll find
You won’t catch me
After all.
It’s worth it.
What’s a few bruised knees
Or a battered heart and soul
When it’s all in the name of love?


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