is that an airplane
or a star?
it was us
pondering, content, breathing
our lungs filling with peace
and our words with sleepy sentiments.
it was you that my heart beat for.
the happy times that build a life,
pondering the times to come
but remaining in the glorious present
that we were thriving on.
an airplane or a star?
a flickering in the sky,
the one, simple light, beaming for us.
it was the kind of night that every breath you take fills you with a kind of joy that cannot be imitated and for a few shining moments everything is right with the world and you wonder if anything could make this moment any better. and the answer is no.
in your arms,
on your shoulder,
you tell me I'm beautiful and suddenly the word takes on a new meaning and I whisper a prayer of overwhelming thanks to God and I don't know what the future holds for us but that's ok because the world
is at our fingertips. it's good. it's okay.
nights like this remind me that every thing is okay. :-) and it all will be.
