two years ago
before we felt so familiar
and before I could remember your last name
I remember now
how our bright spring green deepened
with the heat as the seasons changed
we were lush as the underside of august
the streets looked like water
they swelled and they shimmered
and they stretched like the sea
and dressed in my best shining skin
and my squinty eyes,
I put the miles behind me
it took us so long to get here
you gotta write between lines
you gotta read between the years
and fleetingly we see ourselves pass
driving a good thing and wondering,
how long can it last?
and there was much to forgive
and there was much to forget
it seems we both stood by while the record was set
and now when I look at you and when you look at me
it's a much different view
we are both decked out in our history
it took us so long to get here
you gotta write between lines
you gotta read between the years
And fleetingly we see ourselves pass
driving a good thing and wondering,
how long can it last?