My Perfect Soul Mate Poem by Isaiah Dada

My perfect soul mate.
The one after God's Heart.
Hidden as one of my ribs.
Yet, I've been on a long search.

Breathing the deepest breathe.
Wandering lonely, alone on the Virgin earth.
Tested with prostitute of varied look.
Not even one could ever match.

No one to help me...
To join fulfil the given tasks.
Then, I heard God say 'help meet'
Awake to find the one in my heart.

My perfect soul mate.
The one after my heart.
'That the two may one'
And express the love of the Holy One.