Soul Mate Poem by Snow Cambridge

I feel the warmth of his hand on my waist
as he leads me on my way.
My face burned a beet red a
as he smiled down at me.
His hair flew in his face
as he i make him laugh a beautiful sound.
I feel his back stiffen
when i wish him a farewell.
He spun me around,
on the spot and hugged me.
I feel warth steal through me,
as i feel his pulse beat softly,
while mine spins rapidly.
He relinquishes me,
and he walks away with regret in his step.
Oh my, I think.
I had never liked someone so much.
The only thoughts of romance
I ever got in my head
were from my many fantasies
I dreamt of.
I feel happy inspite myself.
I knew it had to be fabulous.
Watching it happen to others
around me.
To fall in love with
mine and the worlds
soul mate.