Star gaze with me,
lay by my side
as we watch the stars twinkle
into the dark sky.
Isn't it beautiful;
your hand in mine
while we watch the lights shimmer
with a grace none on earth can capture.
The only sounds around
are the grasshoppers and crickets,
playing a chorus
of gentle strums
and your breath
alternating against my own,
with the soft rise and fall of our chests.
As the dark meets the stars,
the definition is lost
and the darkness is gone
in a brilliant swirl of
oranges, reds, and yellows.
Through the light,
I hear your voice,
sweet, soft, and gentle
as it says,
"Good morning, sunshine."
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