i am your skin that gives you warm
a shelter amid snow of harm
a coupe that takes you ubiquitously
round and round to wide-ranging glee
i am the hues speckled in your eyes
that gives logic to your unsighted mind
my beam of light beckons your night
it guides you through the unsteady height
i am the wind that hisses on your ears
heavens right under your sunken nostrils
arctic swing that forms dew on your lips
thawing your slabs of doubts and fears
at times i am the pain that shatters your might
an axe so sharp to complement your strife
my fondle may be a thunderous smite
but don’t be sad as i can also be your pride
i am the fluid that falls off your eyes
hauling a grinning angst unto your spine
my dewdrop may be cold and unkind
but believe me everything would soon be fine
day and night i will flicker as a starlight
to summon time to be always by your side
if in this world all you hear is their slurs
worry not for i have made your hut above
written 10-14-2002