If someone were to ask me
what my ideal world would be
I wouldn't be able to answer.

There are no words to describe
how the rain fell that night
the bitter sting of hail on bare skin
summer attire.

That moment
that memory
is what my ideal world would be.

The overwhelming sensations
the sting of the harsh wind
the fireworks exploding behind my eyes as our lips touched.

That little box. You know that one that we put away.
The one that’s hidden, covered in dust.
I had almost forgot what was in there.
Not for one second could the golden amber with the tiny freckle ever leave my mind.
Not for one second.
One Second.
One second imbued with the power of all time.
A firework. I think that’s a bit closer.
Radiant. Beautiful. Bright. Holding hands.

Fleeting.

I know why I put that box away.
You know, that one holding a star lit night on a beach north of home. Holding hands.
The one with such beauty I have never before or since encountered.
The one where our lips touched.
The one where I told you..
Forever, Stupidly and completely yours.
The one where I told you.

You are my love.
Always.

It has been 243 years since the Declaration of Independence has been signed.
It was signed nearly two and a half centuries ago, that's a very long time.
The Declaration of Independence was written 243 years ago.
At the time, the USA only had 13 states, it would continue to grow.
We celebrate the signing of the Declaration of Independence on the 4th of July.
People shoot off fireworks because July 4, 1776 was a day that Americans glorify.

Blonde hair
Green eyes
Fireworks shooting
On a humid July night

She was raised this way
Doesn't need all that money
She'll shine the brightest tonight
She's an American honey

Fireworks crackle on the streets
Seems fitting to celebrate this way
As we watch the world burn

Can you feel that day a year ago today
As if it was just yesterday
When hope and hopelessness both hung in the air
Like the breath held before fireworks burst into the night
The marvel of the glimmer for the seconds that the lights last
Then the disappointment after at the clear dark sky

But there must be something about us together
Both times there were supposed to be fireworks
Electricity hummed in the air
Because we don't need vanishing works of fire and light
When our hearts are already carrying them
My air above your earth making storms of magic lasting

Colored lights, spiraling in the sky
Dots of bright star-like colors
sprinkled across the heavens
I could see the fireworks in your eyes,
like a jeweled galaxy
I wish I could feel
those fireworks in my heart again.