Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Love: Beneath My Skin

Beneath my Skin

Soaring on winds of far of whispers
Spray, fresh, touching, cooling breath
I feel you there beneath my skin
To keep me warm and safe

Greens and blues, calm and cold
I fly on your stories, to far off lands
Resting, restoring, before I leave
To find you there, beneath my skin

A sight on your horizon I dip and dive
Touching the glass-like outer skin
As if to test that it is true
That I have found what lies within

Down now out of wind and spray
To see to touch, it comes what may
I feel your hand upon my face
My journeys end, no more to race
Finally,  truly,  beneath my skin. ©

1 comment:

  1. imagery breathes... unforgettable expression....