Locked. I am not yours, not lost in you, not lost, Although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, lost as a snowflake in the sea You love me, and I find you still a spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who I long to be. Lost as a light is lost in light. Oh plunge me deep in love--put out my senses, leave me deaf and blind, Swept by the tempest of your love, a taper in a rushing wind