Under the deep serene sky,
the night was painted with stars;
faces dominated with smiles
as words fell between you and I.
Have I felt again the butterflies,
I couldn’t control the sparks;
is it the dawn of a new start?
Give me a sign, show me the light.
For I am ready and I will find
a way to comfort of your arms;
will define beyond time and distance
to you, a concept called love.
© jpethoughts, 2020