you, who holds the vision (2)

a beautiful sunrise above the lake,

yet I can still see the constellations

you told me to point out

the colors on my face feel warm,

a passive flame I suddenly found

yet on my back I feel the dark and the cold

still, the stars seem to reflect

a bit of its light

back to us.

and my nerves… with you,

it’s as if they shifted to a different plane

one where I know

tranquility and joy prosper.

whatever you say, I could never find dull.

your energy connected to mine,

it brightens the world

I never could see in the dark.

a clean slate after nights of the summer.

with you, everything just seems alright.