Sometimes when I’m sitting at my desk,
I’ll look over at you,
And our eyes will meet, if only for a second.
And in that brief moment
I’m sitting by a brook,
In a vast forest on a spring day,
Where the sunlight filters down through the green canopy,
The light trickling of the water cools my ears,
The sun pours its rays through the trees,
Drips onto the forest floor like sap on a warm day,
And nothing else matters but the light breeze that rolls across my skin.
I get lost in that little world in your iris,
And just for a minute I forget about myself
As the shoreline waves from that sea of green
Allow my feet to sink into the sand,
as I wade into those cerulean waters,
And nothing else matters but the water that sweeps around my feet.
I’d like to stay there for a while.
Build a little wooden house with drafty windows and a little fireplace,
I’d like to wake up every day
With the sea on my left, the forest on my right, and the solid earth beneath the soles of my feet.
But sometimes I think you don’t even know about
This perfect world you keep hidden behind two rings of emerald,
The low call of the ocean seems so distant to your ears,
You never glance up to see the layered branches of green above you.
I’d like to climb to the top of one of those tall trees,
And show you the serene landscape that you can’t see.
And sometimes I look into your eyes,
And all I see is the glossy reflection of myself,
As if you’ve closed the doors into that perfect place
And then that brief moment is over,
You look away.
And I wonder if you can see what I see,
But I know you don’t.
I know that you only see me staring
And feel the awkward tension as we both look away.
But for that brief moment,
I lost myself in your eyes,
And you’ll never know.