"Emerald Anywhere"

by Joseph McCombs

I see her in emerald, her kisses are jasmine
And wind-whispered birdsongs alight on the trees
Here in the sun-seared afternoon August
No one but us could know moments like these.

Under a tree, sharing light conversation
A pot dream response to the demands of the heat
Closing my eyes, I feel lips upon mine
And I know for the first time, my life is complete.

          I like Tuesday afternoons
          And I like Wednesdays in her hair
          And I will follow, I will follow her anywhere.

Under a tree, sharing light conversation
A pot dream response to the demands of the heat
Closing my eyes, I feel lips upon mine
And I know for the first time, my life is complete.

I see her in emerald, her kisses are jasmine
Her hands are in mine, and her head's on my chest
Here in the sun-seared afternoon August
I've seen things come and go, and know my love is the best.

          I like Thursdays in the park
          And I like Fridays in the air
          And I will follow, I will follow her anywhere.

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