Bluest sky amongst the black shadow of trees, not a soul except for the cardinal that hides away and chirps, it’s in these quiet lonely hours that loving anyone would feel natural, the still and soundless air propels us into another’s arms, I look into the starless sky and wonder how you must be sleeping, I miss your loving embrace and the way you feel as natural as a blanket next to me, your hands so gentle on my small body, there is no star that I can wish upon this early morning, only shadows on streets we’ve walked together before, your heart is so big that I don’t feel alone even at a time like this, I’m only wanting to see you again