the stench of burnt wood,
the melted chocolate and marshmallows filling our mouths.
Drooling on his mahogany tee,
holding my laughter in as a tear rolls down my cheek.
Tugging on my jeans begging me to get in his circumference.
camp fire
the stench of burnt wood,
the melted chocolate and marshmallows filling our mouths.
Drooling on his mahogany tee,
holding my laughter in as a tear rolls down my cheek.
Tugging on my jeans begging me to get in his circumference.