“My love, the day is drawing to its’ end and I must be on my way back to the church. I fear that over these last few months my brother monks have begun to suspect something is amiss.” The monk said turning to the beautiful Kibo.
Kibo looked back to her love and met his eyes. “Let them be suspicious, we are doing nothing wrong, we are only loving one another the way man was intended to love woman. I think you should not go, stay with me here forever my love.”
The monk smiled at Kibo and lay down in the lush green grass. He listened to the sounds of the river babbling behind him as he ran his fingers across the grass looking up at the blossoming cherry tree they were laying under.
“You are right Kibo, there is no fighting the way I feel for you. The love between a man and a woman is what god intended and the purest thing a human can commit their live to”.