campfire love

memory of a campfire burning sticks and flames
of the passion we had
the smell of burning wood wafting around the forest
on that cold dark night
trees swaying ,wind hissing slowly
we huddled together not a care in the world
holding hands and tender kissing 
feeling the heat from our own bodies 
young and excited we were to be on our own
you sang love songs ,made for me
played them on your guitar
my heart beating to every sound you made
every string plucking at my heart
your outline against the flames magnificent 
then lying in each others arms in the love-nest
making love ,never wanting to leave
have that feeling forever of together
silence of the night drifted with us in our sleep
young and innocent,free from life's worries
the campfire died
our love stayed alive!