Who is this woman
Who came into my life
Seemingly
Eons ago,
She is inside me
A constant
That I
Cannot ignore
Electric messages
Pass between us
That is all
And yet,
And yet..
I can’t tell her about
My dreams
But I will sometimes
Wake
In the darkness
Of the night
Sweating and
Trembling
I am alive
And I can smell
The form of her,
I
Can
Never
Remember
My
Dreams
Her pale body
Lies along
The length of me
And she is not a
Stranger
But a part of me.
Mike Tonkin
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/somebody-10/
