Two Pineapples in the Sky

The long, empty, road is dark,

And our steps are the only sound

Around us. Almost blindly, we walk

Holding hands.

Before we knew it, night came,

As it usually does. We’ve walked

For so long, you and I. But, this road

Is new to us.

Before we had the moonlight,

But now, even the moon closed

Her eyes. I feel your hand in mine,

And our steps sound alike.

My eyes, tired eyes, look into

The road ahead, and also to you

By my side. Two lights appear in

The night, and your eyes smile.

Two lights in the distance,

Like golden pineapples in the sky.

Two gliding pineapples ahead of us,

And I press your hand in mine.