Life

then we lay

stretched out on the grass

pointing out shapes in the clouds

watching them stroll across

the sky

sun setting

in waves of orange

red

and purple

painting the sky

a child’s watercolor

stargazing

pale moonlight

inventing constellations

feeling small

in an infinite universe

kissing

holding

breathing

staring

memorizing

each eyelash

freckle

curve

line

green eyes

flecks of gold

lips

ever so slightly chapped

whispering against my skin

“You’re a natural”

laughing softly

“At what?”

feeling him smile

“Life”