We sleep with quiet eyes.

The cold numbs the corners of my eyes and my teeth chatter like shards of broken glass in the morning. We watch the stars, the smoke, the evening dancers and artists and guitars with their melodies and music, floating, lifting us to the clouds. We dance and sing and sit and cherish every moment of this beautiful morning, evening, night and day. I put my hands in your pockets and you smile. You are beautiful and so is this moment, in this time, on this night, as we fly. We light up the sky, you and I, and nothing could go wrong, as long as we live in this reality we have created. Nothing could bring us down, nothing could spoil this. I live for you, for everyone and their happiness. We are making things right, bringing things together, patching up the fuck ups of our lives.