I get lost in you --

Beneath the strands of your hair,
Under your skin when 
its time to wake up. 
Inside your mind when 
you take a fall. 


I get lost in you -- 
On top of your pain, 
Behind crying eyes 
(to focus them when you aren't able.) 
In your heart where my kisses 
color it pink. 
Around your muscles 
to give them strength. 


I get lost in you -- 
Buried in your dimples, 
Raised with your eyebrows 
on Christmas Day. 
Hiding in them when you 
are mad. 


I get lost in you -- 
Smothered under your colds, 
Tickled by your giggles 
alive inside you. 


I'd be lost without you. 



To Savannah Lee and William Sean. 



©1999 Peggy Putnam Owen