She kneels on her cloud,
To pray.
Thighs spread apart,
Face down to kiss the earth.

Slides into a modern frog pose,
Lower back arched,
Ass up toward the heavens.

This tightens the entrance to her world.

She reaches her right hand behind her peach,
Slides on down between her cheeks,
She loves the easy access this gives her
to both of her sacred holes,

Her left hand finds its way underneath her with ease,
This is her favourite position after all,
An unfolding peace sign separates her glistening petals. For you, the viewer.

One silver thread,
like the start of a spiders web,

Drips from rose bud to silk sheet...

And now she begins to dream.

© Leila Rose

Inspired by true events.

Art work: Rose garden by @alphachanneling on IG ❤️