Walking on the light with my silk dress. Looking at the shadow I leave behind my trail.
Counting the steps I give without looking back, feeling every movement I make.
The silk slides smoothly through my skin.
Finally, my dress gently touchs the floor and my feet stop before coming out of the light.
I bend and turn my face to the sun.
I need nothing more.
I need the warmth of light, the softness of my dress and the feeling of a naked body discovering it own pleasure.
