Vision of the Fields

I softly close my eyes as the new sun arrives
The glow bounces off the wilderness rocks as my mind comes alive.

I listen to the water rush over the falls as I embrace the captivating sound.
I lay back in a sea of flowers not wanting to be found.

I notice a lone purple rose longing to be touched as I run my fingers along her soft petals as the wet dew drips into my palm.
I watch as the rose blooms into a brilliant Eminence hue as I lay calm.

My mind wanders to the feel and exquisite taste of her.
Slowly painting her silky walls with my tongue as she purrs.

Her soft petals tremble as my tongue spreads her purple walls as My strong hands as my fingertips explore.
I softly bite her swelling pearl as my fingers find her special core.

Her petals grip my skin urging me not to concede.
With rhymic motion her majestic juices flow down my throat as her sensual walls squeeze.

My eyes then open to the glorious field as I smile and breathe.
As the truly stimulating journey sets my mind free.