They say there is a distance between
Tallahassee and south Alabama.
They measure it in miles,
and post their fancied gulf
on bright green signs
along the interstate.
They say there is a great distance
between you and me,
but I do not believe them,
because I feel you dancing
in the honeysuckle-wind,
and hear your whispers
cut through the salty air.
They say that love is blind,
but really, love is the only thing
that can make you see:
for without our connected heartbeats
I would never see your apparition
gliding between the yellow pines
to comfort me.
They say that there is a distance between
Tallahassee and south Alabama,
but I do not believe them
because I feel you here with me.