i think i'll skip
the stories about hell
for today, thanks

i've seen enough
but i've been missing
the canopies of the green trees
the pink caverns
the tide coming in to the sandy shore
the mermaid spreading those fins
to embrace the rolling
of the surf

dip that chip
in the red, saucy salsa
dream of places like california
the man in the skin
the secret times
when you want to say baby
and realize there's few people
maybe one
who you'd say that to

they save love is finite
but they forget
it multiplies