Delicious
warm
naked
air
Haunting
green
grass
Slow
breeze
morning
Wild
blue
drink …so fresh
Sitting
celebrating
old
kisses
Trusting
their
rhythm
remembering
that
velvet
voice
she
never
speaks
of
Now
I
know
WHY
We
live
we
DIE
Breathe
It
all
in,
this
her
scrumptious
little
LIE
