Inhale The Details and Repeat

Her crooked grin
conveys
that I've said enough

beneath
the cream coloured
summer dress
the shade
of her nipples
draws my gaze

I wonder if they harden
as a result of my growing interest,
or is it just a natural reaction to the light breeze,
the elements of the day?

The answer to that is arbitrary
the need to question, insignificant.

It would be foolish to lose
a treasured moment like this.

I believe my tongue will connect with them,
they will be released to my worship
negating any need to do anything
but be carried away by her voice.