In my mind there is a secret garden that will never end,
A sea of colour will bloom, petals will open up to enchant you and winter will never lay its bitter frost.
Grand oaks that boast a thousand years and too many stories for one lifetime will offer shade for your weary head.

I will protect you.

There will be a gentle breeze to caress your skin when the beating Sun becomes to much.
You can walk barefoot here, free and beautiful like nature always intended you to be.

I will be your safety.

You can pick my greatest blossoms, crush them and wear them to fragrance your perfect skin.
Wear me and take me everywhere you go.
Drag my liquid body across your chest so I can lay close to your heart, where my pounding head calls home.

I will be yours.