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one . . .
together we count
the falling stars

Taking an inspiration from this haiku:

in your arms

beneath the starlit sky

i found my zen

As we lay beneath the dark skies, I could not see a single star. There were none. The city lights around us were full and bright. Maybe they were blocking out the stars.And then the lights went out. Suddenly the stars appeared out of nowhere. Then, in your arms I found my zen.Oh, I was complete.