I am the jet ski

I am the jet ski

And you are the lifeboat

Sent to rescue me.

The sun burns,

I have the marks to prove it

And if I drift

Into deeper waters,

With a broken rudder

And not even a compass

To guide me,

You are the pilot

I need to bring me

To the shore.

You do not run

Or hide,

Try to bind me

Tightly to your side,

But are quietly wise,

Steadfast,

And glorious.

In a measured way

You too, follow the stars.

Gaze upon the moon,

And ground me

When my thoughts

Run wild,

And I fly too high,

So easily distracted

By the dancing

Fireflies that flirt

With my imagination.

If I stumble in the dark,

Venally transfixed

By the fripperies of life

You are the light

To help me, find the way.

If you are the crested wave

I am the foam,

Easily blown away.

And I would be scattered

Into oblivion

By the wild wind,

Without you

To steer me through

The storm

Bring me to the shelter

Of a safe haven,

And lead me home,

Again.