Summer

I have never quite seen anything like it.

The skyline seems to spill over,

We are quiet, as we watch it graze the horizon, ignoring the rising moon-

We ignore it as well, only looking away from the ethereal sky to steal glances at each other.

You catch my eye, and smile.

It stays.

And so we lay,

Drinking in the warm summer breeze, watching the hazy sunset of wine and what seems to be liquid gold.

Your fingers brush against mind,

Soft, fleeting touches that (I keep hoping) won't end.

I see you through rose tinted glasses, and all I can think of,

All I want to think of, is- 

Forever.

A campfire roars in the distance,

We hear the lilting voices of children,

Laughing, whispering, singing their favorite songs-

Songs we learned all those years ago.

I barely remember, but you hum along, ever so softly.

You shift closer to me,

I can almost hear your heartbeat as your shoulder leans against mine.

The grass between our toes is warm as we try to bask in the already fading sun.

And very much like our summer sky, you fade away to the night fall. 

I have never quite seen anything like it.