Take You Again

The corners of your mind are round
And the thoughts of the ocean are simple

The dark edges of this world
Cut the color of your sight
Into shifting patterns
Seasons
Years

But inside your sleep there is soft space
The quiet of fantasy
The vacuum of empty submersion
And indifference

But the morning sun redefines
The smiling lines on your face
The hard shadow of your fingers
Shading the red glow

A light that somehow continues
Brightly
Beyond the definition of skin
Happily unbound
In a world better than fantasy