Finder's Keepers

What fate awaits us?

Could it be love, joy, sorrow or guilt?

On my path to find the Zen,

you found me.



And I chose you,

let me be clear.

Dismayed by the omnipresent freaks of the opposite sex

whose sole mission in life is to dick me around;

you found me.



And I chose you,

amidst all the fanfare and hoopla

of empty promises and shady smiles;

among the flashy professions and pretentious attitudes,

you found me.



And I chose you

for some reason;

not for the wrong ones,

but for everything that seemed and felt right.

Your words seemed too good to be true,

yet their sincerity resonated within me

for I knew them to be coming from within

the depths of your soul.

And all the while

I felt a calming presence of the world around me

when my soul returned to my body.

I already felt whole,

yet somehow you were the missing piece of the puzzle

that only complemented my heart

when you found me.



And I, ever enamored,

chose you.



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