rabbitoflion

[rabbitoflion]

The Garden

You love me in which you want to be with me in a 1800's painting. The art would be a pastel garden, and the world would be sunny, where it is almost white. We would be nude all the time, and I would love you over the bed of pink and white flowers, and we would love each other in the pit of tall, soft, smooth, warm grass. There will be no sorrow and no people; just the garden with bunnies and the small, bright pond behind the swinging wooden bench. No bridge over it, for we would bathe in the pond together.

We would pick berries from the bushes, and fruits from the giant, gentle trees. We would make love underneath a willow tree, and our bodies would be over soft dirt. There would be puffy clouds, and small dancing birds in the sky. The scent would come from the beautiful flowers, with the fresh ones blooming every single day. There would be no shelter, for you are my home. There would be no frost, no drops of rain, and no bleakness. We would sleep on the silky white lilacs, and red roses with no bristles, and the bed would be lush and comfortable.

We would be serenading each other on the swinging bench with a sweet rabbit in our lap. We would walk along the never-ending path, and from on the sides is the ever-growing forest of bright green, in which it would be harmonious. We will consume the dirt, the leaves and the bark of the trees for our stomachs to be full. We would enjoy the wind, and never get chilly. We would read books to each other that would be from our heads as we were to look at the lovely waterfall of sparkling water. We would always be warm and never cold.

We would never age, and we would be forever in heaven with each other. I would take care of you and you would take care of me. No one and nothing could torment us, and only our love would be the only thing residing in the garden. We would be with each other for a never-ending period of time. You would be the same and I would too. No responsibility or sorrow for coping with human life. Only our love would be dealt with, and it would be peaceful and easy. You would be the only thing I could depend on, and respond to.

There will be nothing different with us. There would be nothing to harm us. There would only be you and I. I would not have to lose you or have to say good-bye to you; you will always be in my grasp and in my embrace. I would always be able to touch you, to feel you, to kiss you, to love you, to talk to you and to see you. We would be together in our paradise doing whatever we please. In the end we will be happy and content. Do not worry. There is no concern to keep me safe, rather only to love me forever. That is how much I love you.