Picture this: A simple, serene valley of the softest of grass. As you lay upon such beautiful nature, you watch the sun rise over the mountains that surround your valley. Lifting your head up gently, you spot a lake down the hill, the most tranquil of blue waters peacefully sitting still within it. Then, slowly turning your head to the right, you notice some strands of luscious hair on the ground next to you. Looking up to meet them, an angel of a woman, with flowing, golden hair as long as her back, and the bluest of eyes gazing upon you, lets her mouth widen in a soft smile. Kneeling down over you, she then lays down alongside you, laying her arm beneath your head as you rest against her warmth, her chest rising and falling in sync to your own breaths. The sun continues to peak over the cliffs as you and the woman both watch flocks of nearby birds fly together, from mountain to mountain, as the clouds flutter through the sky around you. As you lay there, you soon close your eyes, for bliss surrounds you in such comfort. Truly, how peaceful it all is.
Okay, thanks for picturing that.