Lonely

Lonely for someone who gets it
for riding clouds, never think we'll come down
for the lights along the river, the northern stars
the warmth of the sun on our starving faces
the Electric Weekend, the drum circle, the trees
the open skies, the LSD, dancing in the park
your arms around me
the certainty
of knowing I'm with someone
who loves me and understands
where in the hell I'm coming from
and what it is about this moment.
To have those moments again.