Perfection

Laying underneath the stars with the person you love. Talking about each other's dreams, hopes and fears for the future.
Jacob had never known such a perfect situation. He couldn't think of a more special place, special time, special person, to be surrounded by. They just laid there, Jacob and Tazmin, watching the world go slowly by around them. There were no need for words; they wouldn't even begin to describe the love, the connection they felt at that moment.
Tazmin turned to Jacob, sighing softly and snuggling up to him. "Thank you for this hun," she said, pecking him on the cheek.
"You're welcome gorgeous," He replied, grinning slightly and leaning in for more than just a peck on the cheek. They embraced passionately in the moonlight laying beneath the stars, which seemed to stop and admire the love that Jacob and Tazmin shared. Perfection.