Circular Storm (Of Air To Water)

On warm sunny days, we lounge together and enjoy the warmth.

You lightly wisp up into me in the air, and I become giddy. I feel so happy to have you enfolded in sweet embrace.

I stand high and cradle you in joy.

Your grip in cold heights loses my grasp. It makes me dizzy to lose your tender presence, and I spin in desperation to bring you back to me.

You stream down in wild directions.

I collapse down to you, to find that we both are roiled. A sympathetic choppiness in remembrance of the heights we'd sojourned.

Your deep waves prove my dizzy rite had honest partnership.

As we rest I know that days like this can happen many times in a season. Joys that live because we are together.