"Moorestown"

"Her window looked out on North Church Street

An attic space overgrown

A photobook of smiling friends

Road maps, New York, Los Angeles

Her walls are Mediterranean blue

Her baby sister picked the hue

Saltwater taffy, Jersey shore

Blue like the fingernails she wore

The house is not far from the school

Her mom taught on the Hudson

Her dad's guitar sings open tunes

Reverberates up through the floor

Our love grew more one summer there

We'd spend our days just driving round

Old parking lots and neighborhoods

Are framed and charmed in Moorestown

I followed her across the Earth

Through parks in London, coasts of Perth

Newport, Kentucky and New Orleans

We shared a million lives it seems

I slept with her so many nights

We moved together heavenly

So close the North Pacific slept

You too were once beside me

She moved away to Williamsburg

Her eyes sad eye were waving

My thoughts will pause, my throat will swell

When her name is spoken

And looking past the cold, long sea

I cannot bear to wonder now

If the cascading soft lights

Are glowing for us in Moorestown

Are glowing for us in Moorestown."