soft words uttered
in passion's tongue
we lovers 'neath loblolly pines
chance meeting
n'er to repeat
but
love's feast
not forgot
soft brown hair with touches of cherry
down below shoulders inspiring
soft green eyes
haunted my soul
apple-red lips
sensual pout
the sky as our shield
experimentation; order of the day
and into the night
our research intensified
under darkness' veil
dawning of morn
found us sated
physical abandonment
did its part
we parted like the strangers
that we were
we shook hands
she walked away
I did too
in the other direction
both carrying
memories
of an impromptu
soirée