I Ache Poem by James McLain

why do i ache.
can you tell me.
and i do when you gently.
i ache.
and knowing this gently, you do.
and even when you more so in sleep.
some how, when you gently, i move.
when you softly and gently, i ache.
and behind my eyes, i sleep.
watching the swans, i can do.
i ache, watching one neck,
as it gracefully bends.
you do and gently, so gently.
and i in my sleep you state.
and rolling so gently with you, it's true.
and i ache across waves, when i'm blue.