Under the Pines

in a thicket of pines on the warm summer ground we made ourselves comfortable talked for awhile soon we were clutching groping and kissing you allowed my hand down your blouse and you touched my leg but quickly moved your hand away I took it and replaced it you sighed audibly nervously our mouths found each others' again we explored with greedy hands and tongues soon we were naked I gasped at your loveliness my ears were thundering like Gideon's trumpet our breaths were panting we gave into each other soaring as only pure love can soar as faintly we heard your mother calling your name