Who Are You

 Who Are You

My heart is not closing;
It is still open and waiting;
Not just for a tingling feeling;
But a tingling that is sparkling.

My soul keeps asking for a spark;
That only a soulful act can start.
Earthly things are becoming shady and dull;
It needs something beyond our sense of touch.

My mind as well is thinking:
"Where is the other half of my being?"
I hope he is not lost wandering;
But I still believe that he is up for something.

Something I've been waiting to have;
Something I am truly meant to have,
From someone who has been praying for me to have.
Oh Love of my life, who art thou?

                                               -Laezee