Aesthetic Portrait of a Graceful Girl in a Floral Setting

Your body was not born to be exposed, but created to be discovered, as the first worlds are discovered in the silence of dawn. Exploration... my mission. I start from your hair, I go through your secrets, I brush your possibilities with my hand, I feel your boundaries to break them. Like a mad diver, I dive to the bottom of you, I open the oysters, and collect the rare pearls from your forgotten eyes. I break the mountains, and grind them with my questions, I search in you for gold, not dust, for diamond, not rock, for the secret... not the body. Like a drowning man, I rise from you, I breathe you like the first oxygen after burning. Like a seed... grafted into my body, you bloomed in me. Then I extract the scent from you, as musk is extracted from deer, as amber is extracted from whales, I distill you as desire and memory, a scent that is unforgettable, and I drink you drop by drop until I am quenched by you, not from you.