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. ©