I've enjoyed 15 challenging, yet rewarding years with my twin flame through a purely spiritual connection, likely having never met her physically. I wrote this poem for her about a month ago. Enjoy
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If I could see your eyes, but not perceive your space,
If I could touch your skin, but not heed your presence,
If I could hear your voice, but not fathom your intent,
I would never feel the warmth of your nearness to my heart.
In the end, what I have makes up for what I lack.
You are not your eyes, your skin, or your voice.
You are your space, your presence, your intent, your heart.
In the end, we have each other, and that’s all that matters.