Soulmate Poem by Holly Jamestone

The heart knows its favorite song
Seeking it out at all cost
Replaying the memorized melody
Even in a capella style

Love may try to waltz to other tunes
Or identify with different rhythms
Even graze other musical scores
Returning always to its familiar refrain

Other lyrics may beckon us
Through the seasons of our lives
Yet longing is only quenched by
Our true ballad of desire

Conductors who point their
Batons toward other orchestral venues
Find the heart ever vigilant as if
It were the harp, our mind the strings

Even autonomous of the mind
The heart is always vocal
Tenaciously listening for
Its cherished song of melodic magic

The mind ponders the heart's intentions
And daydreams of its own concerto
Eventually finding that it too prefers
The comfort of the musical notes

A perfect symphonic union
Takes one's breath way
Its harmony silencing all other sounds
Except for this most precious song

(6-17-2006)
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