Beneath Skin and Bone

Beneath skin and bone I can see, where others are blind, and I am blessed to take in the kaleidiscope of brilliance that is you. In trembling night dreams, I swim your colors, drowning in bliss, your strength, your courage, your tenderness, your passion, I drink in to soothe my parched core. And in day dreams, my fingers trembling about a pen, try to explain what I cannot say. So for the moment, all that is left is, beneath skin and bone, I can see, where others are blind, and I am blessed, so very, very blessed.