On nights like this,

I think i'd be just fine to never see the sun again.

Because the night is alive-

with your laugh is in my ear

and her shoulder pressed into mine.

Lights cut through the dark like stars,

so bright I forget it was ever dark at all.

I think i'd be just fine to never see the sun again.

I never knew we could escape

without leaving.

Our steps sync against the pavement,

like our hearts syncing in beat-

a symphony to the senses.

Blinding street lights against the night sky, the warm air from the day lingering in our noses, a thousand crickets singing.

Did we leave? Were we ever here at all?

The three of us exist infinitely in this moment,

and yes,

I think i'd be just fine to never see the sun again.