I lay in comfort neath ancient apple tree, watching my love toil happily in yonder acre of tomato and cucumber plants aplenty.
How years have passed since first we met, a willing soul who took this reluctant heart and honed it to submission with patient love and tenderness.
Never once refraining from nourishing my restless attention with selflessness beyond understanding.
A sigh of thankfulness to the gods that be, who watched these many days and years with promises of peacefulness now encompassing.
My love approacheth with dirty hands and sweat-stained clothes, and sits where smell of body and soul hovers so close my heart doth leap with joy and thankfulness.
We lay together in perfect silent harmony neath ancient apple tree, gazing upon yonder acre filled with tomato and cucumber plants aplenty.
A gentle breeze caresses with blessed smells of mother earth, living happily neath the nourishing warmth of an ever giving Sun.