In my fantasy the water is so warmagain

In my fantasy the water is so warm and reflective and the moon is above us I can feel their shining wet skin and we fit together so well in that warm pool We also have a bowl of sweet fruits beside the edge of the warm pool There’s a small jar of honey for our tea and I dip my finger in it and she suck the honey off my fingers slowly She sits on me wrapping her legs around me tightly and we sink lower into the warm water . Her head on my shoulder Above and around the pool are trees and bushes with fragrant flowers and chirping crickets and birds nearby call to eachother into the night The pool of water is quite hot and we lay at its edge , bathing in the moon’s light and steam rises from our sleek naked bodies We wrap each other in big soft white towels and stay warm next to the pools edge and stare at the bright clear star filled sky . Stars shoot and sparkle and the night seems to last forever We feed each other fruit and pour from a hot teapot that seems to never empty We stay wrapped in our fluffy towels and drift away to sleep and dreams but awaken to find each other still in our embrace- the feeling this brings us is saftey security and gentle joy — a quiet peace that fill us and settles deep inside our soul The little grotto we find ourselves in is so private and calm, the air around us is silent and still — there is nothing but the whispers of the softly flowing waters and the easy breath from our delicate open mouths We finally fall deeply into sleep still in our embrace and we dream the same dream again but every time we wake up the grotto and surrounding garden grows around us until it’s. all there is in the whole world All our life is wandering from grotto to warm pool to garden to hidden path, over small stone and wooden bridges, into dark crunchy orchards and back to sleep and dream again in our safe warm embrace Some paths lead to caves with glowing stones and deep turquoise pools where we swim under and out into other overgrown garden paths We simply forget all about the world we came from, all of the pain suffering and loneliness, we just keep wandering deeper into our little flower and spring filled world We eventually forget how to speak, all we do is smile and laugh and look deeply into each other’s eyes, we laugh because we’ve forgotten every word. All we need is to smile and keep finding deeper and and warmer waters, taller fruit filled orchards, and more silent and still spaces to sleep and dream Our warm flower filled world of springs and pools continues forever, we forget who we were and even who we are, how we became, only that we love each other. All we are is love there.

For LL