An unseen force, push a man and woman,
Together with confusion at first.
The beautiful dark haired woman,
Looks up at the man with a twinkle in her eye.
Tink, the matchmaker fairy, flew past at this moment,
Recognizing the colour pink surrounding the couple.
She waves her wand around the pair,
Muttering the blessing of love.
Smiling to herself about her deed,
To come across a match such as this is rare.
A job well done in helping the connection,
Continue on with two souls, meant to be one.
Some are not aware that our soul is split in two,
In the flesh, a quest to discover the other half of ourself.
Many have wondered why we pair up,
Why sometimes when we meet someone it feels different.
There is a decrease in human souls finding their other half,
Tink encourages couples with her blessing.
Encouragement in recognizing the other half of,
Each one is a never ending job.
Pink is the sign of love where there is potential,
For a union to take place in the physical realm.
There is one soul for everyone in existence,
Some know this as the twin flame.