I laid my head on the grass
as she shaded my eyes, I looked up
and asked “when will you love me?”
A smile formed and a whisper came
“I will love you when you catch the sun”
As I fell asleep the night began to blanket me.
When I awoke I started for the sun with a force that shook the heavens
Forever I walked while the light sunk into the ground
A helpless air kissed my skin as the stars laughed in contempt
and in the despair of defeat I came back to her
“I will never catch the sun.”
Her lips touched mine with a tenderness
that spread itself throughout
and then I knew.

Noah Keserich
Born and currently living in Ohio