wind blows through the flowers,
her eyes follow the clouds
she's been telling me about her childhood,
telling me about her exes and foes
squealing with joy when a memory comes to her mind.
she's been planting kisses down my jawline,
been tugging at my hair,
teasing the bulge in my pants,
biting my lip when we're kissing
she's my happy place
and she's drives me insane