The silent understanding we share,
Even when exposing our souls bare,
Sometimes we argue with such flare,
Yet nothing can make us tear.
A beautiful unison of opposite souls,
Having trust & sharing same life goals,
We may seem like different poles,
But we’re just soulmates in separate roles.
Accepting the good along with the bad,
Knowing that nobody is perfect,
Not having a mistakes’ book stack,
Realising there’s somethings we all lack.
Growing old together,
Dancing the path like a feather,
Experiencing life with each other,
Come what may, but never smother!
~The Poetic Soul~, Ipoh.