Soul mates, unbound.

Beyond bounds,
Unprecedented space and distance.
Whatever we talked about, we talked about.
In the lost soul, I felt.
In a million years, I felt.
Okay, mysterious one,
An artist and beyond.
An angel? A savior?
Every time we share art, we become two.
Two is one, and one is none.
Unconditional, we remain,
Living art, becoming art.
Do I know you?
It feels great to think I know you.