Soulmate

You don't marry your soulmate.
You meet, crack open like an egg
and pour out

Suddenly you realize how, unhuman you were
Because-ah, this was what it feels like to be human

Every fiber of your being stretched and bent into his light
Your molecules boiled and separated with his sinewy breath
You give into his tide
You morph steadily in an unsteady pace

And when you're done changing
Your love comes away.Your love comes apart.
It has given what it can and took what it wanted

Yet a part of you will always be emblazoned
Like a marked territory in a warzone
Or a traitorous gift that you pull out once in a blue moon
Ah, this was the first time I was human

You.
Don't,
Marry.
Your soulmate.