Picture, if you wish, fallen golden leaves swept by an evening breeze
into a distant golden sunset upon a crystal-clear lake.
Picture, if you wish, the sound of the wind whispering in the trees.
Picture, if you wish, the lavender-purple clouds, and the soft sound of a few drops of rain, like crystalline bells ringing in the wind.
Picture, if you wish, a couple standing on a wooden porch which overlooks the very same lake, locked in an embrace. The breeze caresses their faces and the light rainfall falls on their heads, covering their hair in tiny droplets. He gazes lovingly into her eyes, softly brushing a strand of curly, brown hair away from her face, causing a light droplet of water to roll down it and gently shatter on her nose. She giggles, and soon, their lips meet…
… A perfect moment in time that froze…