Passing Soul Mates Poem by Deanna Samuels

There's a gut feeling when it's over and finished
A feeling of emptiness, the spark extinguished
That first meeting seemed to be filled with promise
Is this the passing soul mate for the final years
Some casual dates, a friendship formed
With closer moments, attachment slowly grows
Relating private visions opens up what one can share
Musical evenings, dancing and special concerts
Movies and theatre, even a flutter on the slots
Museums, galleries, malls to explore
Walks along the beach or forest trail
The weeks, some months go by, togetherness
Friendship deepens into something more
Feelings aroused, heart flutters thinking of the other
A sense of comfort, breaking inhibitions down
Inner thoughts divulged, desires shared
A duo holiday taken, returning, merging into one
Living together, coming to know those daily habits
Relaxation, perhaps presence is taken for granted
Time goes by, routine takes over, boredom sneaks in
Each day, the hours feel longer, minutes dragging
Something has gone, been lost on the way
Two hearts no longer beat or meet as one
No interest made when home to greet
That is the time of emptiness, knowing it is over
The flame, the spark extinguished
Friendship has withered, died, taken its course
The passing soul mates stayed a while
Now they part, each to their separate way

'Penned at Richmond Hill, Ontario - 17th February 2016'