I Mean Imagine the Possibilities

I’ve come back from a lowering cloud. I heard nothing near to the sound of your voice, Though the scent of your hair was in the air. Do you recognize me when I can’t find myself? Are you the Irresistible Stone? The beach of beaches Stolen from God’s Perfect Sandbox? I may drift off again, you know. But if you hold my feet next time, well, Who knows what might happen.