I can smell it.

The scent of rain

Forth coming from the clouds.



I can taste it.

The sweetness of honeysuckle,

Drifting in the folds of the wind.



I can sense it.

The presence of spring,

As it shakes and dances up my spine.



The wriggling grass between my toes,

Sends shivers through my body

And soul.



The desire to run naked in the sun,

Urges and pushes its way forward.



The need to stretch my body out,

In a field of grass,

As the sun dances across

My cheeks and bare shoulders.



I wish to ****** the sun

With my innocents,

And to bed the grass

For the time being.



I love the feeling of the earth,

Messaging my feet as a lover does.

A sudden rain fall caresses my skin,

Intimately with every splashing moment.