Mother Earth

One late afternoon I am walking in the winter snow. After a time I can’t find the path under the snow and I am lost. I find a woman standing in an icy river and ask her how to get back to the path. As I talk to her I can see she is covered in plants. But she knows the way back to the path and follows me home. 

Thinking she must be very cold I let her in to warm herself by the fire. She starts to undress as she stands by the fire and I can see that she is at least as much plant as woman, and I go to give her a towel. But before I can stop her she starts to kiss me and I put up a bit of a fight. However, I quickly give in to her soft and confident touch.