A Year of Poems – Day 211

There are no two people meant to be,
No souls intertwined from eternity.
There is no mate for any puzzle piece
So perfect that it will fit in peace
or kisses which could not be matched
if these two souls were not attached.
Love is a thing of time and place
Of presence and an awkward gaze,
For there is much to love in everyone
but in commitment is love begun.

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