Daughter of nature

I was angry with myself, afterwards
Nude unconscious nymph, said I
Feeling eyelashes moisten tentatively
Flushed with colour, damp hair
Sweat soaked sheets, sighs
Now more womanly.

Outside my body, soul
Looking up at the stars,
Daughter of nature.

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