One summer evening, when the stars were already dancing in the night sky, Mike and Emma decided to have a real sweet night. They took a blanket and a basket of pastries and went to the park, where they had a cozy picnic under an ancient tree.

The breeze gently whispered in the leaves, and the moon shone so clearly, as if it was reaching down to the earth to share its light with the lovers. Mike unfolded the blanket and sat down, holding a basket filled with fragrant pastries. Emma looked like a princess, dressed in a light summer dress with a hint of moonlight.

They enjoyed every bite of the pastry, shared funny stories and secrets of the heart. During this sweet picnic, they felt time slowly recede, leaving only a beautiful moment of presence.

Mike picked up the guitar they had brought with them and began to play a little melodic verse. His fingers lightly touched the strings, making sounds that danced in the air. Emma admired his playing, barely touching his hand, as if intertwining her life with his music.

The dawn was approaching, as if covering the night with the blanket of a blue giant. Mike and Emma, sitting under an ancient tree, knew that this sweet night would be a memory they would share forever. Their hearts beat in the same rhythm, and only the moon witnessed their love, a secret dance under the stars, in which every movement was full of tenderness and sweetness.