Warm summer nights.
Laying upon millions of Stars,
shining like fireflies.
The moon as our flashlight.
Grass damp from Spring Showers.
Hands intertwine like a sycamore tree.
Listening to the crickets,
sing their ever sweet tune.
The Sun blooms upon our adventurous eyes.
¨Goodbye.¨ shine the Stars.
¨Goodbye.¨ sings the crickets.
The Sun welcomes us as our summertime love paints the skies.
