Greenery Close By Me

When we held hands,

stared into each other's eyes

not gaze down the path of the future

because looking forward would put us in the past

No retrospect, please. Mmm.

You're more beautiful than the stroll we took together,

ruby lips and mossy Earth

In all honesty, I can't remember

much else, it's all a blur

because

all I can think, sing, shout is your name

to the sky, like a wish

to come back to me (to come back to me)

oh, where did you go? Your heart is

cold, not in my hands anymore

Not on your sleeve either, the stitching has gone away,

to a colder place.

Alaska, where the sun rolls over the mountains,

the lush greenery buried underneath

the distantness. Please come back

to the Northwest.

And hold my hands,

let the waves crash,

in the summer.

Please rush to me, come back to me.

Love me again.