A Hundred Candles

Let's light a hundred tea light candles and open all the windows. By the shadows of the Alaskan sunset nights let's lay beneath the covers. Turn on the radio and let the static wash away our worries. Curl your fingers into the smalls of my back. I'll intertwine mine in the light curl of your brown hair. Flitter your eye lashes against my cheek and sit there with me in the silence of a dimly sunlit evening.