Elizabeth and Michael's Garden of Love

Having dozed off in the luxurious waters of the tub, I don't hear Michael as he approaches and stands above me, watching.

Sensing a presence in the room with me, I open my eyes and smile as they are met by his, a twinkle of mischief in them. I can't help but wonder what thoughts my love might have roaming around his brain as he watches me.

I extend a hand to him, my smile becoming more seductive as the expression in his eyes changes from a playful one to a more loving and passionate one.
 
I take Elizabeth's extended hand and kiss it with what I imagine to be a European flourish. I watch her suppress an impish giggle, then she steps out of the tub.

I never cease to marvel at the sensuous curves of her body and the manner in which she presents herself with such confidence. I take a towel and gently dab her silken skin, winking as I brush across her nipples.

When she is dry, I wave the towel between her and our bedroom, as a matador might entice, but she only smiles. So I step forward, and with a dramatic bow acknowledge her unspoken request. I pick her up in my arms and carry her into our bedroom.
 
Last edited:
As I am swept up in his arms, I softly kiss Michael's lips. My passion for him growing, the kiss deepens as I wrap my own arms around his neck, holding myself closer to his warmth.

Once we reach the bedroom, I am laid upon the softness that is our bed feeling his weight gently pressing against my body. As we kiss again with a little more passion and desire, our hands explore each other slowly, finding all the points that we know to bring the most pleasure.

Shortly we are consumed with the fire we have created and join together our bodies and souls, sharing together the great love we have for each other.
 
As we lay in each other's arms enjoying the afterglow of passion, the room slowly dims, the fire started earlier burning itself out to be replaced with the glow of the full moon shining in from outside.

Holding each other close we drift off to sleep, the sound of our hearts beating together in perfect tempo, a wonderful reminder of the never ending love we share.
 
It is just before dusk as we lean against a sycamore. I watch our kittens play as Elizabeth awaits the stars. It is quiet here, but encircling our garden are the turbulent clouds and furious winds of Isabel.

I watch a gust lift Elizabeth’s auburn hair, and then we are visited by a benevolent breeze. “The winds are born of frustration, not rage,” the breeze says to us. “Each day we swirl amidst your crowds only to find callous souls and vacant spirits. Our dance through your hair is ignored, as is the light that tries to shine on your hearts.”

I take Elizabeth’s hand in mine.

“But worry not,” the wind whispers. “For this is a garden of love, where even the most delicate of beauties is eternally safe." The air dips playfully and bends an orchid before us, then the orchid springs upright with a smile. Then the wind leaves with a kiss for both our cheeks, and again all is perfectly still.
 
Last edited:

Waking up, I turn over to reach for Michael, finding he's not there. In his place, on the pillow, is a beautiful white rose with a deep pink trim and a note. I smile as I read, missing him already.


Good morning love, I'm off to work. You shall be in my thoughts until we are together again tonight.

As I leave the warmth of our bed, I place the note on my dresser and take the flower downstairs to put it in a vase in the kitchen window. Opening the back door, I step out into the the sunshine. Turning, I see my 4 little companions tumble out of the doorway to run across the deck, down the stairs and out into the garden.

I watch them playing for a few mins before going back inside to retrieve their bowls and food for the morning meal. Once this is finished, I return to the kitchen to pour a glass of orange juice before climbing the stairs to dress for the day.
 
EdibleEmmie said:
Walking through the garden to send best wishes to new friends:kiss:


{{{{Mac}}}}:kiss:
Hold on to me tightly my love
For I am captured in the rapture
I long to feel the warmth of your touch
Your words entice and deepen the trance
Capturing my heart, my soul, and mind
I long to feel the warmth of your caress
Touch me please I can wait no more
Come to me quickly by my side
Only then will I be complete
http://www.zeeb.at/smiliez/smiliez.de_1231.gif

Em:rose:

{{{{Emmie}}}}:kiss:

You know I'm not much for words, but thank you!:kiss: I can't wait to walk though this garden with you, share moments, afternoons, entire days of happiness and exploration.

Thankyou for being here with me, :kiss: {{{{{Emmie}}}}}:kiss:
 


When Two People Become One In Love

Ever since the day we met
I knew that you were extremely special
I knew that I wanted to get to
know you better
and I knew that my emotions
had been touched
Ever since the day I fell in love with you
I knew that I wanted to spend all my
time with you
I knew that I wanted to tell you
everything about myself
I knew that I would begin to grow
as a person
Ever since the day that you and I became one
I knew that my body and mind
were passionate forever
I knew that I wanted our relationship
to last forever
If we had not met
I would still be searching for happiness
and I would always be thinking that
love was not real
So I want to dearly thank you
for the day we met and
forever after
I love you.
 
Good morning, Elizabeth and Michael, hope you have a great day. :)
 
We awaken in each other's arms to share a morning embrace and tender kiss.

Lexie, Chris, Josie and Nicky, our four adorable little kittens, stir at the foot of our bed. They follow us outside as we take an early stroll, hand-in-hand. It is a leisurely Sunday morning and the sun warms our garden.

Soon, our furry friends eagerly lead the way as they set out on a new day of adventure, mischief in their eyes. We follow them as we stroll among the gifts nature has bestowed upon our garden and celebrate not only our our love, but also the friendship our most recent visitors, Toni, Rain, Rosy and Red, Emmie and Mac, and Barn.

It is a glorious day, as is every day that is touched by love.
 
Each morning we embrace as we greet a new day together.

This morning my embrace lingers, so that Elizabeth might know how very much I love her.

:heart:
 

It is impossible to capture in words
the feelings I have for you
They are the strongest feelings that I
have ever had about anything
yet when I try to tell you them
or try to write them to you
the words do not even begin to touch
the depths of my feelings
And though I cannot explain the essence of
these phenomenal feelings
I can tell you what I feel like when I am with you
When I am with you it is as if
I were a bird flying freely in the clear blue sky
When I am with you it is as if
I were a flower opening up my petals of life
When I am with you it is as if
I were the waves of the ocean crashing strongly
against the shore
When I am with you it is as if
I were the rainbow after the storm
proudly showing my colors
When I am with you it is as if
everything that is beautiful surrounds us
This is just a very small part of how wonderful I feel
when I am with you
Maybe the word "love" was invented to explain
the deep, all-encompassing feelings that I have for you
but somehow it is not strong enough
But since it is the best word that there is
let me tell you a thousand times
I love you more than
"love"

My darling, I love you more every day. Thank you for a rare and very special love, a love for all eternity.

 
Hold A Candle To Love

a fire festival called Imbole, which heralded the increasing warmth of the days and the subsequent fertility of those days, and nights *SMILE*

in ancient Rome, this day was sacred to the lascivious Juno Febra, Goddess of passionate love and mother of Mars who was worshiped by lovers carrying candles, symbols of their newly lit sexual fires


A sacred Fire burns deep within Elizabeth and Michael that which is consumed with the sacred Fire will always burn true..

reguardless of why and for whom the fires burn, Love is still love, sex is still sex and candlemas celebrates the intrigue of both!

Blessings Michael and Elizabeth
 
Michael and Elizabeth's Candlelit Dinner

As I return to the cabin, I walk through our garden selecting the most brilliant of red roses. I enter our cabin, taking the time to give our furry little friends some attention, then change into something for the evening . . . a surprise I have planned for Elizabeth.

After a nod to the kitties – they know I’ve been preparing this - I begin a trail of rose petals, down the back stairs from our bedroom, out the back door, down the garden trail . . .to a secluded spot
 
Awwwww, how cute Rosy. I bet they'll love their new home with you over at the malt shoppe. We seem to have a wealth of them around here. Michael and I have the 4 of our's now these three cuties. Lucky little kitties!


Barn sweetie, you keep cutting my roses down and leaving them for Michael and I, there won't be a garden left. lol :kiss:


Hugs you guys, have a great one!
 
Back
Top