Nights Like This

Nights like this;

I wish I can lean against a red Cooper

that resides at the edge of a hill

with souls that are not afraid to jump,

joining the twinkling dots on

the dark sky with

flickering city lights

making a picture perfect backdrop

without a VSCO edit

but

I am not sure whether it is the high

definition megapixels on your phone
 lens

or the camera flashes with excitement

like how my eyes will shape into

crimson when they detect your face,

like the moon that you wave at

because it reminds us at the

late night conversations that we had

now we’re having our own live talk show.

and I wish I can rest my chin on your shoulder

instead of a softoy

and count our blessings with our fingers than

having the words automatically counted on

Microsoft.

I am pulling the curtains for a good night

hoping to push it tomorrow morning

with you by my side.