I see
You and I
together
under a clear sky.

The stars look so close,
close enough to touch.
Lying side by side,
we hold hands
our fingers intertwined.

Under clear skies
with stars
close enough to touch
I see
your face,
bathed in
moonlight.

Serene.

On hard ground
the smell of
warm asphalt
filling the air
we lay
side by side
fingers intertwined
the stars so close
almost close
enough to touch.

Clear Sky
Moonlight
Stars
Warm asphalt
And
You