Thinking of you is so very
Very natural to me now.
It doesn't startle me to find myself,
Again and again,
Lost with you in my mind's eye.
You wander through my brain freely.
(As child separated from mother
in department store, hiding among clothes,
not worried because sure to be discovered
very soon.)
And when I discover you
Wandering in my head and
Looking out through my eyes,
I wonder how it happened for you to be
Here and There
All at once.
How did you sneak into my skull
And sleep in my dirty laundry?
Bump your head on the low ceiling?
Brush my thought-webs out of your eyes?
Finding you is the sweetest surprise
So I make the game easy.