The moon was your chandelier.
Mary-Beth's soft laugh was the music, as you swayed your lover around the lavender field. She stayed close you, her hand intertwined with yours. The other rested on your shoulder.
Her eyes twinkled brighter than the Milky way in the sky. The moonlight illuminated her smiling face.
The grasshoppers chirped in harmony. The lilac flowers made a quiet 'swoosh' as you two twirled in the field.
Mary-Beth felt like this moment was straight out of a romance novel.
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