One of the members here taught me a new word in one of her letters to me. I admit that I did not know its so I looked it up on dictionary.com. The meaning lingered in my mind, especially of late. I have felt an extreme pull towards another's soul although I have not had contact with this person in over six months. The word I learned is "melungeon", and he and I could pass as brother and sister. Here is a poem the word inspired and I will try to include a picture of him for now. He will be out of prison in a almost a month. Unless the meeting is forced or in secret, we will not meet again.
Has anyone else ever experience an actual soul pull? That is the only way I know to describe the feeling.
Time bleeds by in your absence.
My chest. No.
My deep knife cut being
to be enveloped by my
I fail in my attempts
knowing no point exists
believing that you lost yourself in hell.
My inner being strives
to break out of its mortal shell.