At Night

When blue turns to night

And I have books to read ,

And you have essays to write,

I know we should both get some work done.

But crickets are still singing, fireflies are still dancing,

And why shouldn’t we?

Just stay, let me read you these verses,

I want to know what you think—how happy I’ll be if you smile.

I want to run in this laughter together.

And walk with you barefoot outside on the grass.

And when we come back

I want to hum softly together…

Until we fall into silence.