Lying on the soft grass
watching the moon begin rise
and the stars started to shine
I captured a few in my hand
tucking them in my pocket for safe keeping
Crickets whistled their simple tune
a soft breezed tickled my skin
You pulled me close
allowing me taste of your warmth
We stole a piece of the sky that night.
Dawn came too soon, and the magic faded
we went our separate ways
but I still saved my pocket of stars
Sometimes I take them out
watching them twinkle and shine
reminding me of that night
That night we stole a piece of the sky.
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