Everything Poem by Nick Downer

She is everything to me.
Through the absence
of words or glances
I am lost but find myself again
in certain moments when
her eyes catch mine
or her skin becomes transparent.
My vision is transformative,
navigating future landscapes
while stumbling over present doubts.
I know she is new in her own skin
because I want to see things
but the past has broken their lines.
The stunning comfort is
that sometimes I can find her within.
I can't be able to explain to her
in weak words
what I feel of her,
how i see her,
see in her,
but I long to try,
if nothing else
to release the pressure it causes.