where we could go if there was nowhere left in the world

i'll believe in you
if you'll believe in me.
we could run away from this,
take ourselves to the
farthest reaches,
and never look back.
we could begin all over again,
start something new,
and leave empty handed.
we would only have to bring
what we would need to survive-
the wind, the rain, and the soil
we'll tread as we make our escape.
if we go far enough,
we could see lions
and bristly old evergreens.
we might find ourselves out there
and never care
where it was we came from.
if we try hard enough,
we could forget who we were,
we could become something new.
there would never be
the nine to five,
or the elusive checkbook
to hold us back.
we could be kids again
without
worry or regret.
we could run barefoot
through mossy green fields
and dip our toes into
cold, flowing streams
and wrestle away the memories
like storybook fairy tales,
telling all who come in our path
of the new world
just over the next hill.
maybe we'll see old pirate ships
filled with treasures
we could skip like rocks across a pond.
or find dinosaurs in forgotten lands
that read adventures of us
by campfire
to all those who follow in our wake.
we could set the moon on fire
and roast marshmallows
in its orbit.
we could tame wild dragons
and learn to fly
the way they used to
before there was such a thing
as religion.
we could listen to the call
of pixies from the great forest
beyond it all
and create our own call
so they know we're listening.
we could live only for today
and play
in the surf
of mighty behemoths
living under the sea,
waiting to tell their secrets
only to you and me.
we could find a lost civilization,
or make our own.
or we could close the book and stare into
one another's eyes
until the sun rises
through murky waters
just on the other side of oblivion.