A Woodland Encounter

On this beautiful autumn morning I was strolling down a woodland path, suddenly I was stopped in my tracks I stood in awe, rays of sunlight filtered through autumnal foliage like magic spotlighting your elegance and beauty woodland aromas carried on gentle breeze complimented by that unique fragrance, that sweet smell of your alluring perfume you look so graceful sitting on the trunk of that fallen tree with bright green ferns as a background accentuating your beautiful blue dress that adorned your natural curves, tentatively I approach, wanting to, needing to make your acquaintance, I noticed that sparkle in your light blue eyes and your near perfect smile and the way you flicked your strawberry blonde hair over your shoulder, as I got near, apprehensively you averted your head staring comprehensively at the leaf covered ground, you didn’t seem perturbed as I sat on the log next to you allowing a good distance as not to invade your personal space my strong yearning to find out who, why and what you were doing in the forest looking so refined and so elegant, I wanted to ask so many questions my curiosity finally got the better of me and I just blurted out hello my name is Roy, then I made a stuttering request to whom her name was and to her wellbeing, she slowly lifted her head and turned towards me, to my astonishment she replied in a very deep masculine voice- “I’m Harold and I’m well mate”.