Traces of Nature

I found traces
of nature pressed
against my skin;
a gift of sorts
from the sun,
the earth, my friend.

Orange and pink petals,
silky and smooth,
sitting in the concave
of a breast,
shimmering in the light.

Each one positioned
for delight heightened.

I giggled like
a tickled kid.

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