Underneath a quiet moon, we laugh and
drink Long Island ice tea
I reach across the chasm between us and
touch your bare, brown knee
You become still and waiting, not a word
between us is spoken
Naturally, without any control, our bodies
inch closer, silence unbroken
Then our eyes tell of mutual longing; it
is our love that they declare
A moment's caress; no shyness, no
resistance, no barrier there
The scented breeze picks up and warmly
touches our nakedness
For, tonight, two souls are naked before
one another, without bashfulness
As we tenderly kiss on a park bench
next to a whispering mulberry tree
No one else exists on this planet, my girl,
except you and me.
