Like a picture, slight movements of her chest as she inhales the sweetness that is your scent. eyes closed, clutching the sense of calmness that washes over her. A tear like a delicate pearl falls from her eye; It is not sadness but joy that overcomes her, the feeling of freedom, the enjoyment when a warm breeze comes and makes her feel alive, immortal; like nothing and no one can strip her down an rip away this moment. Eyes struggle to open, the fear of seeing different to what she is feeling. A moment so rare so exquisite to see a single tree, with its leaves like feathers and a color so pure, it is radiating, it draws her close. She feels an urge to touch, to feel.
I touch..

I feel..


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