Standing at the edge of the driveway,
I look up
to the sky.
Clear blackness-
a sheet of it,
lays over my head.
Speckled with the glimmer and glows of stars.
I breathe softly,
as my eyes move around.
The chilly night air,
catching my breath
in soft foggy puffs as I expel it.
Much like smoke,
from his cigs.
My gaze falls downward from the sky.
Downward-
to him.
Across from me-
he stands.
At a good 6"
short dark hair,
olive complexion that's even darker at night,
behind glasses gaze warm browbn eyes the get lost in mine.
Cigarette in hand.
He flicks his hand,
ash falls from it.
He then quietly
takes a long drag,
and exhales a puff of smoke,
and smiles.
I softly return it.
As he asks,
"Whatcha lookin at?"
"The Sky"
I reply.
"It's a beautiful one tonight:
Returning my gaze to it...
finding Orion.
And as I do-
"I know something better"
he tells me.
Drawing my attentuons back-
I see his impish half-grin
(that I love so dearly)
as I ask, "What?"
"You" he replies
taking another long drag.
As I blush and I know-
that I've found my Knight.
And I am in heaven.