It is a paradise When the bunnies hop In the carrot field Sneaking and hiding hoping and eating When they get close and touch Each other where the dreams All quiver and shine Like the first dew drop Like the first rain Like the first rainbow Like the first desire They are helpless and scared They are in love and are So perfect together Few hops few desires few chews And the evening comes The winds are strong The Gardner stalks them away The jealous world Loves no lovers Yet the best moments of life Are wild and tender and Wet and green And the world knows Nothing of that joy
