The Micro World of Macro Love

I wanna hiding with you and escape from this moody realm in bathyscaphe that made from one pea seed or nutshell, but inwardly this little chamber must been craftily and exactly prepared as yacht of Abramowitz, with precious dine room, cupboard, sofa, nice kitchen, and others fashion utensils and commodities protecting gears and comforts setting, - have you been happy, satisfied and saluted me, if we are going to trip and dive in depth of joyce and luxuries in such excellent solitudes swimming nowhere and everywhere? I wanna vanish with you in silk cocoon of mulberry worm, have gone forever from all these problems and hard solved tasks - jealous, stupidness, side back glances from this and others world. I wanna creating own universe personally, where all have been simple, the best and informal, boarding the airbus of hollow bean pod to fly somewhere there no one to step before us, diminishing for the tiniest blade of grass gone to one dust, fluctuating in Brown chaos, wrapped to molecule, absorbed in the cloudily world of atom. And even punishment in the electron flying with great speed and for no one known place in universe in every instance, i am gladly received as get such life and principle of uncertainty existence, if only you, my dear, have been happy and satisfied with me in that extraordinarily environment in micro world of macro love living nowhere and everywere.