"Chthonic"

I sedately lay prone to the
sun
Face glowing with
sumnmer
Gentle breezes warn my skin of
rainstorms
Quickly on their way
I don't bother covering
myself
Why avoid sensual rejuvination?
I simply stretch and breathe in the fragrant
air
Strips of my clothes, woven with
grape-seed gold
Dance with sunlight
Making more noticable the
few
precious
spots
Where I remain
beautifully naked
Spots where I relish the feel of
a caring hand searching and hoping
carressing my very firtility
as i perform a seductive strip show out of my
spring-time innocence
I am the grape seed blossom
I am the fields
I am the hills and valleys
I am the dirt and moss
I am Mother England