“Lost” and Found -- random moments in a foreign place.

Moments linger and flood
my imagination -- gonna use my, my, my, imagination -- as I dream of how you were
Close to me as I touched your feet -- gonna use my legs --
The touch burning a brand in the middle of my chest
Over and into my heart.
You’re not hopeless. We are not
Hopeless.

You are special. I am special. WE are so special.

We fly to the exotic land. I take your cigarette
--give it to me--
stealing a touch
Of your fingers
Taking a drag.

Your weary head rests upon my shoulder
More than this -- there is nothing.

Too tired to stand
I carry you
In my arms
to your room
And tuck you in
As I have done so many nights before
In my dreams
But there is no more than this.

I kiss your cheek and leave you to
Slumber --There is nobody else here--
Nobody like me.

No care in the world
I stumble
And fall
And hurt you and
Me -- got new skank.

I am caged by your love
But we rest together
In that cage
That life has built.

You walk away as I turn
From the miles that separate
Us.

Walking back to you is
The hardest.
You steal my jacket
You steal my heart

I take your essence as we kiss
On the busy foreign street.
I whisper so only you can hear.

I love you.
And I always tell the truth.