There’s something in the way she looks down at me
The way I see myself in her,
Reflected against her craters
Like the light of the sun.

There’s a certain peace to the way we feel
On this fog-like clear night
When the harsh sun is gone,
The day’s trials fade,
And those little stars reemerge.

My eyelids are heavy
But so are hers
We are here and together
And that’s all we can wish for
In this life of less,
We have more.