A Comet Over Bandemer

Look out the window on the left, you said
As we pulled in next to the riverbed
You kicked off your shoes
You pushed open the door
And lifted your eyes up to the sycamores
A vision of you on a summer night
Adventurous and full of light
Your poetry dances in my head like a lullaby

You took off your jacket
As you laughed and said
Don't be afraid to take this change
I looked up and saw just what you saw
A comet trickling past the stars

Three years since some divine poison
Bled from the Moon
And drenched your perfect form at the riverside
Now here we sit
In your room in Minnesota
I could never fathom it then
But the only reason I see the good in myself
Is 'cause you see good in me

I couldn't remember just what you told me
In some ambiguous poem, you wrote me
But your verses often make me cry
I crave your touch, though I don't know why

You hold my hand and count to three
(One, two, three)
You leapt into the river without looking at me
I call out through the warm black night
You said there's something living under this water
Or maybe something in the sky

I love my friends
And I miss New York
The tall gray buildings
And the corner stores
So if you see me

Just know I love my friends
And I miss New York