Water cool and serene
Burning under what I thought was hard
High and solid
Full to the brim
You could always see me struggling
Thinking of what to say
Playing others games

Green and dark
Brown and stark
Around we go
Every second my favorite part

Blending into ours
Light so bright it's hard to start
Keeping the past in the present of our hearts
Burning with a low hum

Forged in fire and ice
Cold and wet, full of lights
Shimmering and low
High and below

Coast to above
All seen through a perspective lens
Would you not take my hand again?