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The chemistry was pure osmosis

An effortless ease of comfort

A familiarity of coming home

Decidedly vulnerable, caution stored

Each word memorized, thirst for more

Every touch absorbed into the flesh

I smiled as my soul recognized him

a peaceful ambiance, without apprehension

would we both mumble the word “finally”

Weather forecasts are near precise

Love expectations are not

I viewed a reunion of two souls once parted

Yet his soul still morphing, unaligned 

Do I plant the seed with my conviction

and water it for the both of us?

Or do I place it back in my pocket

 awaiting to plant it with another ?