with the night air filling my lungs
i stare up at the
beautiful unfathomable
in numbers i cannot count
and distances i cannot comprehend
doesn’t this make you feel small?
i ask
in the darkness
your hand finds mine
and for a moment
we have a silent conversation
of inhales
and exhales
as your fingers curl around mine
i turn and find you
gazing not at the sky
but at me
and in your eyes
i see stars
that make the scene above me
look like a mere reflection
in a puddle of water
with no breath left in me
i somehow mutter an
oh
because at this moment
i feel
infinite
October 4, 2015
Unfiltered Poetry 