Being there

I am sitting in the front room,
And all my fibres are waiting for you,
To come and electrify the air that surrounds us,
To switch on the TV;

I am laughing with you,
We are soaring up above our house & looking down at the settee,
Floating just above our animated bodies sometimes; glistening there,
We glide like ice and like water we melt into each other,

We are surrounded by a lake of shine,
Marooned on our tiny and beautiful lost island,
I can't help but think...
We are far happier than all the lonely boats out there...

- Pippa