The Cool Green Grass

Toward the evening, all alone,
 We walked between two walls of stone
 and summer birds were born aloft;
 The grass was cool and green and soft.

You looked about, and from your face
 I knew that you had marked that place
 For us to lie, by all unseen;
 The grass was cool and soft and green.

In that secluded special spot
 we shed our clothes and worried not,
 But in accord let passions rule;
 The grass was soft and green and cool.

You were not soft, nor cool was I
 As joined in love we there did lie.
 The love we knew will never pass,
 As will the soft and cool green grass.