coastal pines

being in new england
makes me want to  move back
to where my heart beats with purpose

something about how pine trees thrive
and coastal air runs through the streets
taunts me, and i pray it's a foreshadowing of what's to come
for a future.

if not,
i can live with tiny trees in an attempt to save a city landscape,
and an atmosphere that isn't as crisp as here.

as long as i'm with the one i love
any where is fine.

but, if i could have a wish granted,
i'd live with the one i love
in the place i love.

but that's just an unforeseeable request.