Soul mate

Like a river flowing from its source
like a dew on a blossom flower
you are an attachment towards my soul
like tear drops from the eye
you blossom even in a storm

No mountain's too high
no river's too wide
for me to make it cross
to be the one you seek in the morning
to be the one you gossip to
when u go to slip at night

and to come running........EVEN
when you call from a thousand miles..