Not So Far

April 14, 2010

My arms are lonely,
my spirit missing pieces,
and my eyes dry without the fresh rain of you.
The wind of your breath
reminds me to breathe
The fire of your touch
reminds me to feel
The earth of your mind
reminds me that there is so much more
beneath the surface of you
You are the counter point
to the Song that has saved me
you are my best harmony
my best companion
my best hand to hold
the best side of me.