Soulmate Poem by Isabella Francis

He doesn't judge me,
He just sees me.
As I am, unblemished,
By hate or love.
His presence protects me,
Prevents my evaluation by others.
He accepts me too,
He was with me before I was born,
I'm here with him.
Death will bring us closer than ever.
Every night he prepares me,
For harms befalling me by day.
Even by day, I call him whenever I like.
We're afraid of lights
For they rip us.
They burn us.
I'm afraid more so,
Because he vanishes,
Leaving me to be tortured.
Yet he's my soulmate.
He knows all of me.
Only I wish he could exist.
Not only be the absence of light,
But be his own master,
My Soulmate Darkness.