we went for a walk
at sunset
on the outskirts
of our little paper town.

on a grassy hill
in the country side
we lay close together
just close enough to touch;
under the incandescent glow
of the street lamps.

stars finally submerge
but the only ones i see
are the ones in your eyes.

fireworks boom in the distance
dancing around the sky with
reckless abandon.
we watch them with fingers intertwined
and i say to you
"that is how you make me feel inside,
like a firework".