i see my naked reflection painted in the glass as I look out upon the night sky

The pungent smell of farmland gone bad disrupts the serenity of my scene
But no bother
I will not let the grandeur be tainted

As I gaze out at the romantic splendor
The song in the background transports me to a time when I danced with reckless abandonment

when my main priority was a game of kickball or maybe a long bike ride where I got lost in myself til the fading light of day guided me home.

Youth is never lost on the young if you pay attention