She was lying there with an alluring beauty. A natural ecstasy was polished with the color she wore. she was a velvet. It was the vamp of her fragrance that sucked me in the clouds of a tranquil rhapsody, far from the horns of artificial world. I felt like rocking her like a baby. I wished I could be the cabbie of her wondrous being. I wished I could carry her anywhere i went. I wanted to meddle her from the soil and make her mine forever. I wanted to capture her aura so that I would feel her along my days. But I knew that i would massacre her divinity if i tore her up the ground. She would fade off and dry and dissolve in the dusts. So I imprisoned my lusts for her.I only gazed at her like a sitting duck. I envied those bumble bees for making love with her. Defeated by the nature's paradox,I took out my camera and celebrated this triumph.