My Enigma
A Poem About Soul Mates
My darling, my riddle
No one in so long has made me think
So hard
No one in too long has made me feel
So deeply
I think about myself
About the world
About you
You mean the world to me
You are a question
Eternally searching
To find an answer
And I am an answer
Eternally searching
To find the right question
You are my darling Enigma
And I am your dearest Epitome
And together we form a perfect union
Our love will last
And no one can take that away
Adversity inspires me
Jealousy inspires you
And in inspiration we unite
Forever dancing in the full moon light
Under the pine trees and into the rain
An answer and riddle that madden the brain
Hush
Enjoy the silence
Before the chaos of the noise
Before you have to leave and I'm alone
Again
Heart-sore and missing you
My darling, my riddle
My sweetest Enigma
About the Creator
Michelle Truman | Prose and Puns | Noyath Books
I fell in love with speculative fiction and poetry many years ago, but I have precious little time to write any. It was high time I started making Prose and Puns a priority, starting with Purple Poetry, Auqredis, and the World of Noyath.
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Melancholy, I like it!