Lips rising to merge with mine,
Tasting the warmth you wish to share...
Bodies merging amongst the pines,
Tingling to excitement and the cool night air...
The world is shrunken, leaving only you and I,
In a tiny wood, doing what we both must dare...
Karl Stuart Kline
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/3-23-love-amongst-the-pines-1969/
