How’s that for an opening line?

Perhaps some readers will say we are lost
in each other. That would probably be
true, if there really were an “other”.

If there was truly anybody that could be lost,
we’d be lost. Without a doubt, we’d be goners.
Still, we would be easy enough to find.

Just look. It’s that simple. There is only one
looking, only one finding itself as That
which can never be lost nor found.

Looking is looking, finding’s finding. If I needed
to look for you, then I’d already be lost, and yet
you found me somehow, nevertheless . . .

“When my soul was in the Lost & Found
You came along to claim it…”

Sweetheart, I know that you are always
with me, yet tonight you are also
somewhere else.

While you’ve been gone, I’ve been busy
re-arranging the great perfection, just
to pass the time without you.

You wonder what I am like when you are
not here? It seems I have certain eccentricities,
beyond the ken of life’s Spell Check.

Well, what the heck – I may as well come clean:
I dream. I dream of a me, I dream of a you, I
dream of the loving things that you and I do.

You’ve asked me to write while you’re
away, so my Darling, here’s a clue:

“My world is empty without you . . .”