in the shade of the summer cottage

on the duney sand and sparse grass

we lie and kiss in the heat of day

you in your yellow two-piece   me

in my ragged cut-offs   it is warm

and we are ecstatic in each other

and the sensational quivering

we are inducing   all under the open

sky with your mother inside sipping

her first of the day   never has fabric

offered less resistance   or a clapboard

house more shelter   never have two

teens been so blessed with fortune

as on this hot summer day in the shade