My Soul Aches

My soul aches. It doesn’t understand the notion of time and distance.

My soul aches. It only knows it misses you.

My soul aches. It recalls the feeling of your arms around my waist. My soul aches. It recalls the sound of your voice as you whisper “ma chérie”. My soul aches. It recalls the sight of your smile.

My soul only knows that it yearns to be near your soul. My soul aches. It doesn’t realize that separation is temporary.

My soul aches. There’s one solution. A merging of souls!

—– Dedicated to “My Love” N’cki Jaxon, @TheOnly1LadyJ Image: Luc Viatour