I Look For You

EACH MORNING I LOOK FOR YOU IN THE RUFFLED PILE ON MY BED AMONG MY PILLOWS, SHEETS AND COVERS YOUR LITTLE HEAD TOUSLED SHOULDER LENGTH HAIR EYES, EARS, NOSE BREASTS AND TOES I GRAB FOR YOU AND YOU ARE GONE POSSIBLE INTO ANOTHER ROOM OR WERE YOU NEVER THERE THE SMELL OF YOU IS VERY FAINT BUT OUT THERE LIKE A WONDERFUL FAR OFF PLACE IN A FAR OFF TIME WERE YOU A MEMORY IN MY RECENT PAST A WONDERFUL DREAM OF A FAR OFF TIME OR A HOPEFUL VISION TO LAST FOREVER INTO OUR FUTURE EACH MORNING I SEARCH FOR YOU IN THE CLOUD OVER MY BED AMONG MY PILLOWS, SHEETS AND COVERS