A Fateful Moment

We smiled at each other
Beneath the shade of the tree on the knoll.
The breeze hummed hollowly through shiny leaves,
Like the soft easy sound of a syrinx.
From somewhere an echoing church 
Bell harmoniously tolled.
First, we sat, and then
Without words laid in the cool grass.
My back was refreshed.   
I felt a blush as the flesh
Of our hands softly touched,
Like butterflies on rose petals.
Closing my eyes, 
I drifted into shallow slumber.
Waking, I felt the sun slip away,
The breeze frolicking,
Your warm fingers softly
Wrapped around my hand
Like lovers nakedly entwined.