Sunday, August 8, 2010

Deep in the quiet. A place to be

Naked in the sun, in the shade, in the rain the heavy drops assaulting my skin.

Fat warm drops falling from infinity upon my breast, to my belly down my thighs to my feet, tasted on my tongue, dripping from my hair. 

I dance like Neptune's daughter on the land in the trees, in the moss with the breeze.

I am free, I am whole, I am something to behold.

Through the stands of the trees come the humming of the bees, swept along like a song, I am wild, I am free.

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