A Beautiful thing,

Crisp clear nights

When the stars, so close,

Appear within reach

So that as I stand outside

And if you were to go outside

Staring at this same night sky

A million miles apart, or in the lawn across the way

We might find each other

Amidst the crisp and clear night sky

Reaching out, our fingers just might touch

And even if they don’t

Please don’t say you won’t

Try

For another year is passing by,

And all we have are crisp and clear December nights

And a sleeping love inspired by a hope for the other

Sharing in this moment somewhere

Standing in awe of this same starry sky.