Cicadas And Gulls

Cicadas and gulls

A scrape on the hull

The land and the sea

Are distant from me

I'm in the sky, sky, sky

I'm in the sky

Thoughts are like pearls

When flags are unfurled

When we're in the dark

I'll ride you like the ark

Because you mine, mine, mine

Because you mine

Maps can be poems

With you on your own

And distance is Braille

And all that entails

I'm in the sky, sky, sky

I'm in the sky

I'm in the sky

As deep as a page

And high as a stage

As full as a room

When we're in the spoon