Scent of a woman

Naked feet, she is running

In the heart of a forest

Where the sun is gradually hiding

The trees, the leaves, the roots

Are absorbing the last lights

Against the winds, against the trees,

She is running

Faster and faster

Towards the only lights she perceives,

Orangish, yellowish

Sudden darkness has fallen

She is running

Carried by the winds,

The whistles of the breeze,

She is still running,

Towards the murmurs of the waters,

The slapping of the leaves,

She stops…

Her body is wet

The mud’s absorbed in her feet

The wind slowly undresses her,

The water slowly caresses her,

Sparkles of light sets on her eyes,

Sparkles of waters washes her face

In the corner of her eyes

Luminous, shiny, almost blinding

She sees me,

And yet she smiles

Fearless

Restless, she sighs

I walk towards her,

She closes her eyes,

Sweet lavender perfumes her body

The musk from the trees brushes her hair

The scents that you want to devour

Breathe within until loses tastes

Fearful to lose these scents,

This moment

I embrace her with all my strength,

Feeling the warmth of her body

She opens her eyes,

The scents are stronger…