Stars Bright

Stars bright,
a wondrous sight.
Island lights
bathed in an ocean of night.
A liquid blanket.
Warm and tight.

We look up.
My arm around your shoulder.
The cold October wind brushes past.
I point out Polaris,
a point in vast space.
You just smile and stare at my face,
as we enjoy this remote place
lit by blue crescent moonlight.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.