..her lips
so smooth and with
every word
she commanded
for more..so sweet I couldn't think
of something else
perhaps more bitter..
face with impurities and
a faintly rough yet
soothing and graceful
aftertaste.
When we went to that camping trip in California one time,
I saw her...raw.
Walking around in the darkness  
warm wind swiftly blowing her hair in the distance
with nothing but a long lumberjack shirt
with only one button buttoned.
Only seen with the fire pit still glowing being fed from earlier.

when we shared glances across the pit
I knew I fell in love
and I couldn't get enough.