Your sky is a deep black sheet.
Transparency, there is none.
The stars you can't see against the sky, but knowing they're there, they are beautiful as ever.
The Milky Way keeps itself as creamy and soft laid by the sky.
Galaxies amongst it are strong and large as they hold one or two gigantic twinkling stars in them.
A strand of pearly white stars line up and make a gleaming masterpiece.
The smell of the night air is crisp and refreshing.
Putting all that beauty into a bottle would be magnificent.
But why bottle it up when I can hold my best friend in my arms?
He is my night sky.
LOVELY PIECE