You'll never see the Eiffel Tower

or the elephants in
India
or
that painting place in
Portland
that you saw in
the paper
last week.

Last week.

a week when you were you
again
(and I was all of me again)
and you were breathing air
again and
everything
       was
   right
        again

[again
again]

You'll never see the the moon shine
and
I'll never see your smile

again

or hear your laugh
and hug
and 90's tshirt

(the camel on the front)

or see you walking up
the gravel

a hand over your eyes
to see the way.

To see the way again.

I need to see the way
again.