Holden Beach

This is the closest I'll get to seeing her smile,

sun hits the waves, mid-day, spanning miles.

The warmth hits me, like every seismic night

on which I saw her smile.

This is the closest I'll get to staying a while.

like the sand goes everywhere, and in mid air.

Like the passion, sloppiness, and all my care

from when I stayed a while.

This is the closest I'll get to hearing her voice,

and her forever being my very first choice. 

Like walking to the beach on wet, sandy feet.

A voice that cures all defeat.

This is the closest I'll get to our first kiss,

water splashing in my face, and lips.

Maybe not the exact taste, or pretty face, 

but beauty's the saving grace.

This is the closest I'll get to staying forever,

the pictures on my phone, deleted never,

and maybe the memory of your voice fades,

but I'll never forget that face.

If we were together, you and me,

we'd make a lake of Holden Beach.

If we were together, me and you,

I hope we could see it all through.

And someday I hope you and me,

collide like waves on Holden Beach.