Our Countryside Liberty

It was a hot summers day, in our garden in the countryside. Sheltered from noisy cities and towns. Where we are able to approach life so differently. My girl my love, always in liberty flow, so enjoying the rays of natures orange orb. Close by you can hear the cascading of crystal clear waters, eventually reaching us after negotiating meandering contours. In this heat you can sense the rocks secretly smirking, as they are constantly cooled by translucent gifts. On a blanket of green, naked as birth. Her peachy skin delights the vista that captures my eyes. Her blond hair adorned with a daisy chain tiara. She is my princess my queen. She lays on her back, looks into the clear blue sky that ceilings our above. As natures rays are absorbed by her delightful shape. She moves, touches as if in a dream state. Her body reacting with thoughts of unshared dreams as insects buzz and birds sing as if they are party to her thoughts. Their orchestral notes, their musical score playing in symphony to her movements. In momentary gulps of air, Koi carp rise to the surface to share this vista of pure. Tails splashing as if they have been summoned to be part of the scene, slapping the water as if applauding. White water lilies catch the gentle waves, dancing like backing singers to the sounds of the insects and birds. A gentle breeze catches the tired leaves, as they whistle their inaudible notes. As insects dodge their sway to carry on their journey of pollination. Late afternoon arrives as clouds close the sun, like curtains informing us that the scene in today's play has ended. Sporadic sounds from distant birds echo, where earlier they were in riotous volume. The white water lilies are now graced with the gentle undulations of the trickling waters as the Koi settle from the frenzied applause. Our afternoon closes.