In You

Sun, rise.
Let your pillowy clouds surround me
Like a blue drive-in movie screen
Over my head.

It’s so easy to get lost inside you.
Your face so close to mine,
My hand in your hair.
The air of you surrounds mine
When I find myself getting lost inside you.

Sun, set.
Let the heavy blue and black skylid close
Like a quilted winter blanket
Over the horizon.

It’s so easy to get lost without you.
With only the memory
Of my hand in your hair.
Your presence still remains,
When I lose myself, I find myself in you.