MaySandoval

The sun caresses our skin with a gentle warmth as we walk slowly along paths that smell of damp earth and wildflowers. In the distance, the

I spread my legs on the grass, my back resting against the tree trunk, my clothes getting less and less in the way, letting the cool air

I lay down beneath these trees, letting the shade caress my skin and the grass cling to my curves as my body offered itself to the forest