Two bodies lay still, on a hilltop at night.
The moon gone black; the stars the only light.
A light breeze startled them, both nearly asleep,
and the one, a young boy, planted a kiss on the others cheek.
The other, a young girl, smiled small and wearily;
the night was growing old, they both lay there sleepily.
The boy pulled her closer; she laid her head on his chest,
laid an arm over his stomach, as he wrapped his 'round her waist.
The girl then smiled a bit wider, nuzzling into the boy,
closing her eyes, feeling so overjoyed.
The boy, smiling softly, looking down at her,
gently rubbed his thumb against her shoulder.
He counted the stars, in an almost whisper like tone
just to where she could hear him, and start dozing off in his arms.
To her, he was just counting, nothing important to her
but to him, he was counting how long they'd be together.
after a while, she giggled, and placed a finger on his lips,
and then he smiled wider, and pecked her fingertip.
Then she fell asleep, buried into his chest,
and he dozed off, smiling, holding her close, one number imprinted into his head:
Infinity.