You are walking through a forest. You know that, objectively, you are lost. But in your mind, this feeling of being lost is slowly fading away. To be fleeing the maze of life and to wander in a place that fits your inner confusion : a true blessing, you tell yourself. It's dark, you see the moon and the stars. You continue to walk straight until....
In between two trees, you see someone sitting on a long birch stump, looking further away into the forest. The person is wearing a brown fit dress. You could have mistaken them for a tree if you weren't attentive. The silhouette looks feminine. You notice something that looks like some intricate braid work going down their shoulders.
A movement. She turns toward your direction. A light that could not be there a minute earlier illuminates her face. She holds a candle. She witnesses you.
It feels like an invitation. You go around the resting tree to face her. She smiles at you. On the floor there's something like a blanket. She stands up to caress your cheek. She comes closer and kisses you.
The kiss is soft. There is a polite tongue who asks to enter your mouth. You let it in. The kiss deepens. You feel intoxicated, as if you were becoming that kiss, and nothing else, as if time had stopped.
But she moves away from you, with benevolent eyes. She invites you to sit on that blanket.
The blanket is actually just a bed of dried pine needles. But it is comfortable and it smells good. You sit there on your knees and she joins you. The candle she had put on the side makes her beauty even more hypnotizing.
She begins then to slowly unbraid her hair, as if it was the most delicate performance one could conduct to the rhythm of the forest's music. You feel as if this unbraiding is the equivalent of a queen removing her crowd, to become one's equal.
Gazing into her eyes the whole time, you come to think that it is the most sensual dance you've ever seen.
Now she has her wavy hair down, so long it reaches the earth. She comes closer again and kisses your nose playfully. You catch a glimpse of her odor as her hair brushes against your face. It smells like the forest, but there is also rose in there, maybe some fennel too.
Graciously she comes behind you. Her hands slowly work to undress you. You feel her breath in your neck.
She stands up quickly and you hear the small sound of something falling onto the floor. You feel on your back her very breast when she kneels again. The sound was her dress. You know she is completely naked now behind you.
