Under a blackened sky,
loaded to the brim with
twinkle twinkle little stars,
she lies on her shag rug
of damp grass and smiles.

He leans back, solid
tree trunk forearms
trembling under his weight,
his eyes remain fixed
on her indifferent beauty.

Her skin glows like a
firefly racing through
the moonlit darkness,
and he can't help but
sigh, caressing her cheek,
eliciting gentle purrs from
the goddess he worships.

This perfect night, of hope
and magic, has made a
believer of this once-skeptical
man. He'll let her know just
how much she means to him.

Their love lives.