As we both sit here at our favorite place. The bright-orange moon glimmering on the lake with the chirping crickets and the leaves shifting in the trees, the smell of the fresh air and the sound of light taps of the water hitting the shore.
As the stars sparkle in the sky, we make a wish on a shooting star, with silence between you and I as we both sit in thought.
The taste of my wine as I take a sip and the wind lightly blowing on us, then you finally say, "It's a beautiful night tonight."