I want to find you in the storm of the sea
the calm of the waves
crashing down onto me

the clasp of your hand
on the nape of my neck
as we lie in the sun with our backs bending back

the roots of our touch
planting into the ground
hoping that we will be lost and then found

like an x on the map that’s marking the spot
the dots that connect
the have and have nots

just look into my eyes
the soul and the prize
finding its way out of the darkened night skies.