Poetry

You do burrow right into my soul
through every barrier that I have made
and when you are near
every resistance crumbles
 
and I see a kind of grace in your eye,
a kind of sparkle that entices and speaks to my heart
and with you time gets wings and does fly
as if to my life you are destined to be a part
 
and to you all kinds of resistance is weak
while your presence is driving me mad
and even the look, the expression of your face
talk without words
 
and have a serious reality to it
as you are in my pulse and in every breath
as if you are made to fit
to be a partner even beyond the limitations of death.