Two of them

What is this feeling?
I see two people, just standing there. Relative strangers. Unacquainted lovers. That is what runs through my head, when my eyes fall on the distant yet meant to be together pieces of the puzzle we call life.

What is this feeling?
I want them to come together. To look at each other with loving eyes. To get lost in each other's arms and never resurface.

What is this feeling?
Yes, I could have one of them for my own. Nurture the one into nothingness. Love the one to death. But they don't come without each other. At least not in my mind.

What is this feeling?
I want a love like their's is going to be. I'm sure. Their love will run deeper than the mind of an enlightened philosopher. It will tickle and smack and heal and break and make and shake them.

What is this feeling?
What is this feeling?

Author's Note

Reviews appreciated.

Reviews

[Audrey Murray]

this style of poem is new to me it looks like a very interesting format I certainly liked what you did with it

[_Ally_]

I like how you have questioning throughout.. it makes a person think. Thanks for sharing