Mate

Flames thrown onto the rising soul,
completeness unknown for the search
is endless. Parallel universe something
is not seen, a comparison to the seeker
as is the path ahead.

Senses keen it browses for its mate for only
that could make it complete. The smell irresistible,
the touch shutters its body no matter
how its done. Sight unbelievable though coarse
it gleams uncontrollably for never did it feel
so happy to be existent to this world. Last
the sound so soothing yet stern its found what
it longed for yet a river still needs to be crossed.

Deep, dark, and strong it seems failure would
be its outcome yet it strides on for the result would
be well worth the effort once complete.

Middle of it all a war rises due east yet another
challenge it must complete. The mate sits and
waits patient yet restless it knows as well as the
other in the end they'd be together.