Intimate times with Nature

As the gentle kisses of the sun

Blossomed my bosom with joy and love.

My anklets danced

In harmony with the gentle whispers of the trees.

The slender movement of the  jasmine creepers

Were no match to my feet.

My eyes, welcomed my beloved’s

Bouquets of royal flamboyant crimson red flowers under the sun.

For ignited by it’s passion,

 I couldn’t resist making love under the warm sun.