The naughty sun played with the tops of these beautiful trees. Their long, dark trunks of bizarre form ascended to the heavens, intertwining among themselves. This whole forest was filled with aroma that drove me crazy. I walked slowly through this wonderful forest, touching every tree I reached out to. How wonderful it is to feel the tenderness of their bark on the tender skin of your palms. It seemed that they exude not only fragrance, but also some invisible energy of the life-giving force to the human eye. But I felt and saw her, she soaked all my inside, penetrating into me through the pores of the body. The trees were alive, they responded to my caresses with their own, gently swiping down their crowns on my back. I was ready to spend the rest of my life in this forest, in this, as it seemed to me, the center of the universe. But the real traveler never stops, he is constantly in search, especially since something beckoned me, forcing me to go in a direction unknown to me. Something told me that this is just the beginning of a long journey, a path of pleasure and new discoveries ...

The forest became less and less. The sun more and more persistently made its way through the trees, blinding me, but at the same time gently caressing my body, enveloping it with its warm and gentle rays. I did not even notice how I found myself in the middle of the glade flooded by this sun, the forest soil was replaced by velvety grass. My legs plunged into her tenderness. I squatted down and touched her. A miracle, how pleasant it was! She seemed alive to me. And this is not the only thing that surprised me, it was still incredibly warm. The impression was that it was being heated from somewhere inside, as if warm underground streams flowed under it. The grass, like the forest, exuded a pleasant smell, the pleasure of inhalation of which could not be compared with anything else in the world. Once again I gently ran my hand over it and went on ...

The sun was hot and hot. But nothing could have stopped me. A magnet of anticipation pulled me with frantic force. On the horizon, in the haze, I saw two low bushes. They were of such perfect form that at first I thought that a caring gardener was caring for them. But no, it was nature that created them with such two absolutely symmetrical bushes. I approached them and barely touched them. God, they are so soft, so tender. And this aroma, again this aroma which does not leave my consciousness. Something sweet and fresh was in it. I never felt anything like it in my life. I carefully climbed over one of the bushes. I do not know why I did it, because there was a path between them. Most likely, I wanted to feel a pleasant touch and tingling of the twigs on my body. My expectations were met. It was wonderful...

The touches caused a rush of blood to my body and I was already completely hot, I was ready to throw off all my clothes and hide in the shade of these bushes, when suddenly a very familiar sound came to me, a sound that made me turn around. O heaven, water. Two gazes of absolutely equal size stuck to my gaze. The water played in them, reflecting the sun's rays. Millions of droplets of spray from the incident waves flowed in the air, creating a unique rainbow. Along the coast stood slender small trees, gracefully curving their backs. I made my way through them and went to the very edge of the water. Warm waves surged, washing my feet, tickling my shin. Forgetting that in clothes, I rushed into the waves of the lake beckoning me. And only now I saw that the water was dark-dark. But it did not scare me. On the contrary, the unknown darkness attracted me. I don’t even remember how much I splashed, how many dived into the depths, trying to reach the bottom with my hand, but all attempts were in vain. The lakes were bottomless.I swam to the opposite shore, and although I didn’t want to get out of this surprisingly warm water, I still had a long way to go ...

I went ashore and went on. The air around me was hot, with each step it became harder and harder to breathe. I unbuttoned the buttons on the shirt, the hot air burned my chest. And only now I saw the reason. It was a volcano, small but glowing and full of heat. Despite the fact that the meeting with the volcano can end in tears for the traveler, I still plucked up the courage and came closer to him. It seemed that my skin was about to boil. From the hot crater burst of tongue of flame, wriggling like a snake. From it came the danger and passion and tenderness at the same time. Unforgettable feelings, inimitable sensations, I wanted to tear off my clothes from my chest, and throw myself headlong into this heat, into this fire, which now did not frighten me so. But some forces stopped me, and I, having passed along the edge of the crater, climbed not a small mound. I had difficulty breathing and looked around. A fabulous picture of a fascinating landscape appeared before my eyes. His spaces seemed immense to me, I seemed born again and I had to go all my life from the very beginning ...

Anticipation of knowing something new and unknown pushed me forward, and I took a step. I stumbled and, falling, began to roll down the hill of the hill on which I stood. Millions of small sand grains of this dune, gently caressing my body, carried me down. I felt their touch, so tender and warm. I did not notice how this wonderful fall stopped. And here I am at the bottom, and I have to go all the way, which I mentally imagined, looking around the landscape, standing there, on top of a hill. Will there be enough strength and energy? I know only one thing, there is an indomitable desire, it leads me ...

I took a few steps and began to realize more clearly that my path was far from simple, and even more difficult than I had imagined. In the distance, two high mountains were visible, the peaks of which were hidden in snow-white clouds. The patterns of their laces were unique. I suddenly wanted to touch them, to be inside them. In addition, they hid the peaks of the peaks. I went to them and imagined how I would climb them, fantasized about what awaits me there, in the clouds. From these thoughts to my whole body, blood flowed, a small heart quickly began to pound. I never experienced such a feeling. Despite the steep slopes of the mountain, I began to climb. Here I was waiting for another surprise. The soil of the bark was surprisingly soft and velvety. But under the layer of her tenderness there was a denser soil. She, spring, helped my body to rise higher and higher. I began to feel the vibrations under my feet, which intensified with every step I took, with every millimeter of the path I traveled. Here they are, snow-white clouds enticing me. My expectations did not deceive me, they were really gentle and pleasant to the touch.

I began to wade under them. Yes, and another important fact - the smell. This smell was not the one heard there, by the lakes, in the forest. It is a completely different smell, something warm and maternal was in it. The smell intensified, as did the vibrations of the soil. Only now I noticed that the mountain is alive. She even reacted to my touch; the more greedily I stuck into her, the more trembling she reacted to it. And here I am at the top. Surprisingly, at the very top of the soil is not at all like that. It is much darker and looser. A small hill jutted out right from the center of the summit. Now I realized it was he who smelled such a lovely smell. Tired of climbing, I lay down at the top and began to greedily inhale this divine scent. His dope brought me into a state of happiness and joy. Then I noticed that the mound in the middle of the top began to come to life, he hesitated and slightly pouted. Wrinkles on its surface have become smooth. He rose, like a loaf that fits in the furnace.His appetizing look, or perhaps just the feeling of the famine coming at me, inexplicably pushed me to lick it. O Gods, O heaven!

Here it is the peak of pleasure and bliss. Its taste was similar to the taste of caramel and was full of milky aroma. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. The light dizziness shook ...