In its cold eyes
I see my desires' demise
As they bubble on the surface,
Crash and play,
As they become the waves
Hitting the shore
Exploding with every hit,
More and more
Trying to break free,
Trying to break down the escape door
But it effortlessly pushes them down
Down, into the soil
Into the ground

On its warm hands
I feel leftover dirt
Leftover sand
Beautiful and soft
Like a flower at midnight,
They capture mine
So rough, yet so gentle
They show my mind
Where they've been in time;
They remember
The texture of fertile lands
They remember
Pine trees and sand,
Works of man
My fingers shiver
And I want to let go
It won't let me
It wants me to know
To feel, to see
It wants to make me believe

Its warm breath
Tickles my skin
Like a summer breeze
Like the wind
Like fresh air
So sweet and salty,
Like a dare
To make the words come out,
Slowly

Its embrace
The biggest joy
I was ever given
Its warmth, its gaze
Its smile on the corner of its lips
All the divine things about it
That I could never fully list
Like I am a child,
And it, my parent
Like it's the Sun
And I, a planet

It laughs sweetly
Such a beautiful sound
And as it echoes around us
Realization hits me
This is all I need,
My perfect dream

I don't want to let go
And I never will
I'm lost in its eyes,
In its hands and mind
Lost in the smell of its skin
I'm lost in it,
Lost in the wind.