Yehudit and I sat
in the small apple orchard
of my parent's garden
it was Sunday
a warm afternoon
and she'd been invited
for tea
as we sat alone
on the grass
cool in the shade
of the trees
she said
you've a big garden
to keep up
do you help your dad?
yes a bit when I can
I say
I studied her
sitting there
with her brown hair
and bright eyes
in a green flowery dress
I wore jeans
and open neck
white shirt
and how often can you?
often as I can
I replied
good
she said
she was silent
a few moments
then she said
if your mum hadn't
invited me to tea
I don't think
my mum would have
let me come
Yehudit said
why?
she shrugged
her shoulders
she didn't say as such
in so many words
but it was implied
in her answer
doesn't she like me?
I asked
you're a boy and that
is as bad as bad
as it gets in her eyes
-she had sons
but maybe they
were special ones-
glad you're here anyway
I said
she looked towards
the cottage windows
and then turned to me
and said
if this was my garden
my mother would be
gazing at us through
the net curtains
seeing what we
were doing
what would she expect us
to be doing?
I said
whatever she thinks
we might be up to
I guess
my mum doesn't spy
she trusts us and besides
we just sitting here
in the orchard
not doing anything
I said
so far
she said smiling
she pulled me down
backward on to the grass
and we lay there
facing each other
eyes to eyes
we kissed
then I placed
my hand
on her thigh
then we gazed
at each other
eye to eye.
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 2:47 AM UTC
Yehudit and I sat
in the small apple orchard
of my parent's garden
it was Sunday
a warm afternoon
and she'd been invited
for tea
as we sat alone
on the grass
cool in the shade
of the trees
she said
you've a big garden
to keep up
do you help your dad?
yes a bit when I can
I say
I studied her
sitting there
with her brown hair
and bright eyes
in a green flowery dress
I wore jeans
and open neck
white shirt
and how often can you?
often as I can
I replied
good
she said
she was silent
a few moments
then she said
if your mum hadn't
invited me to tea
I don't think
my mum would have
let me come
Yehudit said
why?
she shrugged
her shoulders
she didn't say as such
in so many words
but it was implied
in her answer
doesn't she like me?
I asked
you're a boy and that
is as bad as bad
as it gets in her eyes
-she had sons
but maybe they
were special ones-
glad you're here anyway
I said
she looked towards
the cottage windows
and then turned to me
and said
if this was my garden
my mother would be
gazing at us through
the net curtains
seeing what we
were doing
what would she expect us
to be doing?
I said
whatever she thinks
we might be up to
I guess
my mum doesn't spy
she trusts us and besides
we just sitting here
in the orchard
not doing anything
I said
so far
she said smiling
she pulled me down
backward on to the grass
and we lay there
facing each other
eyes to eyes
we kissed
then I placed
my hand
on her thigh
then we gazed
at each other
eye to eye.
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