It's a funny thing being lost.
You desperately try to find your way home
Using a map
Asking for directions
Looking for signs.
Frantic and roadblocked for time.
Danger at every turn.
It is unnerving to be in the dark.


But sometimes, I like being lost,
not knowing what's going to happen next,
laughing at twists and how they
turn
into dead ends, calling a mystery.
The adventure makes my heart pound,
and I blush, hoping to find my way back to the known.

But, the unknown with you
is better than any known I know.
I am found in your eyes.