The Golden Forrest by Shauni Cooper

Strong, heated gusts of pressurized air violently whacked against soft, yet tousled locks of golden color. Gentle and bony appendages stabbed through the golden forest in an attempt to even out and untangle the grassy mess. Numerous charcoal spikes joined together in the attempt, making the job easier to handle. The forest, now clear of nests, endeavored to get a glimpse of yellow sunlight, as if trying to make itself deeper in coloration. Yet all it managed to do was captivate and awe any orbs that dared to gaze in its presence, causing some of the twin orbs to respect it's striking beauty, while others envied it. Bouncing and swiveling in the air with grace, it longed for the day a familiar strangers caress was to envelope its five firm yet gentle members in playful tenderness. The gentle stranger was pleasantly perplexed as to how the golden forest was always intriguingly smooth to the touch. The owner of said wonder enjoyed concealing the mystery of such desirable features to the inner workings of the heart and mind. The gentle stranger enjoyed the secret just as well.