I feel you.


Under my skin.

Burrowing deeper.

I feel you here.

Where you are.

You’re in my head.

Delicately fleeting.

Between my thoughts.

Ponderously plodding.

Through my doubts.

You’re in my heart.

Casually flowing.

Through its chambers.

Softly stroking.

The aches away.

You’re in my skin.

Curiously feeling.

Your way through.

Furiously fighting.

Your way deeper.

And I let you.

Because I have to.

And I let you.

Because I love you.

I am Timi

– Croke Park, Dublin, 3rd October 2015 –