Swimming In Me

You flow through my veins
Like wind through the grain
Gently brushing through my inside

Just enough to be constant
Never enough to be redundant
All through me you glide

In every eye blink
I always feel the link
Circling back to you

In oceans and snow
And redwood trees that grow
All so natural and true

Heaven's angel's eyes
My whispers turn to cries
How I want to believe you're real

Will a piece of your soul
Ever touch again this heart of coal
So it sparkles and remembers how to feel

Reviews

[ruth]

wonderful poem. to call to your wife through writing, it's pretty amazing how much this can say. even if she's not here, you still love her and a part of her is still in you.