If love was nothing but a ghost,
A vision briefly here, then gone –
I’d seed the hills with more of it,
A many-colored, breathing sort of lawn

If love was only mist and haze,
I’d pour it out into the skies,
So everywhere that you might gaze
You’d find that I am somewhere near your eyes

If love’s as changeable as time,
And ready to, with days, expire –
I’ll stretch us to eternity
To move what we have here to someplace higher