Size of night

 Every edge was unbounded. From the sand below feet, to the end of the observable universe. Everyone we knew was present. All emotions on the table. The dice roll. Each fire along the beach line was a hundred lifetimes of possibility. 

The night was tangible,  Large. The trees grew to the sun. The water poured off the edges. The twilight endless and warm. The laughter was 1000 count thread. The smoke was hefty like machine. We were young and exploding. The spring of our lifes. It felt like all,  colossal in stature  somehow still expanding. Accelerating.

Now as summer is ending, we can hold those nights in our hands.