Any voiceless winter morning,
Any brazing summer afternoon,
Any affectionate draft of spring,
Any lamentation of rain,
Any stifling ray of sunlight;
I’m lost in you.

Every time the sun greets me,
Every meal I relish,
Every sweater I haul into,
Every letter I dive over,
Every musical note that transcends me;
I’m lost in you.

All the sadness pinching like a kiss from the frost,
All the pain erupting like skin torn by a shiv,
All the happiness rising like an inextinguishable fire,
All the confusion obstructing like the bars of a cell;
All, every, and any moment when I’m left in solitude,
I’m lost in you.