I Speak to You
            by Sarah Elizabeth Hume



  I speak to you through the earth each day.
  The miles cannot capture us.
  For each morning we see the same luminous glow,
  which bid us welcome and grants us warmth.
  You have touched the same dark rich soil
  and held it firmly in your hands.
  You have breathed the same flowing air
  which graced your flesh, your lips, your heart.

  And when midnight's flower descends
  like a veil upon the open sky,
  you witness the same unbridled silver
  and our eyes meet in the scattered fields of heaven.
  In the sea of cold, brilliant, stars
  we are held together,
  if only for a moment.

  And when rain pours,
  it is water from your ocean
  which has left the crystal salt behind.
  And when I dance within it
  I am feeling you,
  upon my bare suppleness so warm.
  I am bathed in sea that you have swam in.
  It seeps in my pores 
  and we are as one once more.

  I speak to you through the earth each day.
  The miles shall never capture us.