under the stars

in an indigo sky, studded with
silver diamonds (far too many
to count), I get lost for hours.

the sound of your voice for company.
the heat of your head in the hollow
of my shoulder for comfort.  the
curve of your hand on mine for
guidance.  the incredible depth
of the sky makes us a special place
in the heavens.  for a moment, an
hour, an eternity of night.

then the day breaks and greets
back the intruding world.