Poem2021-02-28T08:31:17+00:00

Bonded Souls

By: Ellen Rector

HE'S GOT ME WRAPPED AROUND HIS FINGER.
I'M AT HIS BECKON CALL.
WHEN I FELL IN LOVE WITH HIM.
I DIDN'T HAVE FAR TO FALL.

I LAVISH HIM WITH ATTENTION
AND NOURISH HIM WITH MY LOVE.
WHEN MY BODY'S NESTLED CLOSE TO HIM,
IT FITS LIKE A PERFECT GLOVE.

GOD, WHAT WOULD I DO WITHOUT HIM?
WE ARE A PERFECT MATCH.
I THINK, MAYBE, GOD HELPED ME
TO FIND THIS HEAVENLY CATCH.

HE'S MY BREATH OF FRESH AIR IN THE MORNING
AND MY FANTASY WHEN I SLEEP.
OUR SOULS ARE LOCKED TOGETHER,
WITH THIS LOVE WE SHARE SO DEEP.