when i close my eyes,
i see that you and i are together again.
you're wearing your flannel, khakis, and your boots.  
we're walking in a field,
pumpkin or corn.
i don't bother to care which.

when i close my eyes,
i hear the sound of your voice talking to me again.
you're saying something about my eyes,
and how beautiful they look in the light of the sunset.
i don't bother to care;
i'm too lost in yours.

when i close my eyes,
i smell your cologne drifting through the wind.
my favorite one that you wear,
because you know that i love it.
i don't bother to care about the chill
the wind has brought.

when i close my eyes,
i feel the warmth of your side against mine.
i feel the warmth of your hand in mine.
i feel the warmth you bring my soul,
incomparable to the hottest days of summer.
i don't bother to care about the vines
brushing against my jeans.

when i close my eyes,
i taste the mint of your breath
from the gum you were chewing.
i taste your tongue against mine
as we stop in the middle of the trail,
entwined in kissing one another.
i don't bother to care that everyone is looking,
watching the two of us fall deeper in love with each other by the second.