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Laying on a blanket
Spread out
In a field of wild flowers

Enjoying the sun
As it warms
my naked body

He plucks a flower
And offers it
For me to smell

Slowly, genteelly
He softly trails the flower
Over my bare flesh

Down my cheek
Along my neck
Across my collar bone

Down between my breasts
Tracing circles around my navel
Following down to the arch of my foot

The soft sweet petals
Caressing and tickling
my exposed skin