reclamado.por.la.naturaleza 
Daylight slips through cracks of trees,
A whispered touch on skin and leaves.
It weaves between the branches high,
To kiss her bare form like a breeze.

Her body glows beneath the beams,
Spirit bursting at the seams.
The forest breathes in golden hues
A clever dance of light and muse.

Model: @vimalafaith

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