I drift in and out of You
As if I am the air You allow to slip in between your lips

You are the shore line and I am the waves
Ever chasing You, grabbing at the parts of You I can never saturate

Evern the ocean thirsts after you
You are the moisture the desserts wish they knew

Diligently, I leave my umbrella behind when the sky look gray
But You are the clouds that never bring rain
With my chin to my chest as the sun shows up again
I know that when the clouds fill the sky, I'll be waiting there again