Open to heaven

Sun slants in

Raising my face

Dappled

To sky

My feet are bare

On rich brown leaves

Heady with earth

Scent

Damp

Like velvet

Antique velvet

Steeped with peaty

Mossy

Claret

Ferns shimmer

Chartreuse

Stone crumbles at my touch.

For this short time

I am captured

In this enchanted space.

Four fecund arches hold me.

This would be a good place

You say

For

Quick

Short

Sex.