“Soulmates”
There was one
Then there were two
Slowly… slowly
like when people fall in and out of love
A pinch of sweetness
A splash of real talk
One by two molded a better me
My dull life into a thriller ride
They’ve seen my true colors
as I have seen theirs
Sometimes rainbow
and sometimes dark grey
Sailing through the seas of heartbreak
No compass, no sails
Just each other as anchors
and folded hands by our side
Your honey brown eyes
Your root beer brown eyes
Your ever changing blue-grey, teal eyes
are the windows to our connection
The echoing laughers that made our noses crinkle and limbs go numb
Staying put in our numerous Ted talks with open ears
like when there’s two people at the end of a boring book reading
Not even a day where we don’t tell each other about our moments in life
Not even a day where the exchanges of “I love yous” isn’t floating in the air
Not even a moment where our smiles fade into a resting bitch face
Not even a chance
The times spent, the times present, and the times to come
Our vows to be there through each headache and in good spirits
while doing our “Pretty Girl Rock”
My sister wives
My soulmates
“Inside a Temple”
The mighty conch signals its devotees
A few folded hands there
A few cupped hands here
Simultaneously
The priest rings the ghanti
and sways
then rotates the holy fire in a clockwise motion
All in all
Chanting the sacred hymns
The beat of the drum guiding our heart beat
In sync with the sweet notes of the melodies
All our worries and sorrows drift from our bodies
Unto the feet of the Devas
Their divine porcelain figures
Enrobed with dazzling crimson red and gold pieces of cloth
Armed with their prized possessions
Watching
Each one of us
Listening
To our pleas that cries in pain
To our pleas that yearns to be fulfilled
To our inner secrets that wants to be forgiven
Behind that sublime yet enigmatic smile
They give their blessings
We are blessed
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