We lay on the moist grass
A soft wind blew. The cold
Had taken leave, summer
Had not yet stomped in.
It was the beautiful in-between season
When tiny flowers unabashedly coloured
And the nights were cloaked in a cooling hug.
The black trees swayed gently above us
The stars seemed so close and the sky so near
That it seemed they’d fall on us any moment.
But all I could see was your tender smile
And the shadows of leaves softly touching your face
As the sky shone softly in your eyes,
I realized I could always see this night