The stars twinkle.
They're so bright.
Trying to outshine each other,
Making the night a bit happier.

The moon illuminates the sky.
Casting a comforting light.
It may not be it's own light,
But it doesn't make it any less.

A gentle breeze drifts by.
Causes a rustling in the trees.
The sway of the trees,
Their own little dance.

A single girl.
A single boy.
Laying in the same bed,
Talking with each other.

They compare their love to the stars.
Compare it to the moon.
The universe is infinite,
But so is their love.