Body nested in the damp grass, 
the sky gazes over my skin. 
Feet pulled by the still stars 
while the earth keeps racing. 

Is it so wrong for you to look at me?

Is it so bad to smile my way?

You act like I'm untouchable, a flea,

But yet you kiss me whispers and my hair you play. 

She cried and cried,

Stars witnessed why she lied,

The universe sang her a golden hum to sleep,

The Magical moonlight guarded all her secrets deep.

Stars heard all her stories she cried aloud,

New starust slicks the shingles

On the ancient roof of the shed

Where a couple of souls lie to clean

Their greying teenage bodies.

The streetlight turns off at

Half past ten,

lying down on the rocky ground of western Colorado

and looking up at what the vast darkness of the unknown has granted us tonight

an ache fills my lungs as my eyes take in the beauty of the millions of lights dotting the sky

Space has no voice,
no light.
The cosmos:
a cathedral
with no choir.

But I hear the galaxies

sing,

a medley of choruses
all at the same time,
with you by
my side.

You shatter

as I stumble out of the truck, I look up

and I start thinking 

and I just can’t stop

as I gaze into the Milky Way

I can’t help but notice 

One night,

Every session,

Of every summer,

We go stargazing.

I look up at the sky and try to see everything,

I try to take in the moment,

It only lasts so long.