Welcomed boredom in the office.
Now to daydream about the forest.
Mossy hills and wild dills.
Frolick and play.
Off to my favorite haven
With men close shaven
Rough handed smooth by sand.
Sweet breeze kisses my knees as I bend to touch a stream that looks so clean.
Lips parched. Set to part to drink the nectar in.
Time never wasting I’m to busy chasing dragonflies and butterflies in the afternoon sun .
Tall grass covers me leaving no trace of me. Free to dream warm safe in the August breeze.
Plum Pots ahead... 