One April day we wandered, in the woods,

Old Pal and I.

The warm sun soon convinced me

That I should stop and lie.

 

Old Pal was off at a chasing-game

With birds and squirrels. Friends!

I laid my back on a dry, mossy bog:

There, my reason ends.

 

A female form from the underbrush,

Scantily clad, stepped into view.

Long, blonde tresses tumbling down,

It was then and there that I knew -

 

That Love had finally come my way.

There was no doubt in-mind.

She knelt beside my prostrate form,

Slipping her hand into mine.

 

Her long nails tickled, tenderly.

My skin was all afire.

Goose bumps jumped to prominence.

The beginning of - - desire?

 

Sweet kisses rained upon my face.

My ear her fair lips found.

Emotion surged thro' my being,

As I squirmed there on the ground.

 

From a soft, brown lace about her neck

A silver pendant hung,

Reflecting Nature's sunlight.

My composure? To the four-winds flung!

 

The time is right! My crazed mind screams!

NOW! NOW! NOW!

I reach to embrace this woodland nymph

My lover says: "BOW WOW???"

 

My mind is shaken! My heart is sad!

This affair I had hoped would NEVER end.

Yet, while I've lost a precious love,

I still have my "Best friend!?

 

From Tales of the Trap-Line

 

By Glen E Smith  AKA   Ed -

 

I had a lot of fun writing this poem some years back - - - hope Ya'll enjoy it  :-)

 

Ed -