Afternoon drives

Through palm trees we drive,
roads entangled over land and by sea,
the sun engulfs me,
reaching deep into my skin,
holding on,
clouds tumble over mountains,
like children rolling down hills,
and here we are,
and here I am.

sigh

My heart swells
and all at once
I am here,
alone and surrounded 
by my thoughts
swallowed up,
like the moon
against the wild sea.