Campfire Dreams

Flames lick the edges of the pine. Smoke spirals twist into the time.

The moon hangs low, just like a ride. Crickets hum,

and hearts align. S'mores on the campfire, sweet and slow. Marshmallow dreams in

the ember's glow. Chocolate melts like a night soft flow. S'mores on the

campfire. Here we go. Ashes float up, stars in disguise. Your laughter sticks,

a sweet surprise. Fingers sticky, but I don't mind. Love's a mess

that's hard to hide. The kick of the drum, steady as breath.

Whispers in air, chasing what's left. S'mores on the campfire, sweet and slow.