Warmth

The feelings of your soul reflect back to mine
pouring your life through the cuts in me
now a river that runs all my quiet wisdom
revived I awash all mine back to yours
I am warmth and I am there in your loneliness
silently I weep while stand by your side
your faithless vision see not my light
I now command you to touch and  feel
not by the skin and felt of another form
but reach to me with your soul
I want to be known and hold close
I want you to become a part of mine
to be the warmth you miss the most
all which were yours to behold
give and be that fire you wish
I, warmth.. become yours for real