It was a delightful

experience

that we went to a jungle

for our first date

hand in hand

 walking together

and, all that sensation was a tickle

Romance was in the air

that bright Spring of the year

you were wearing a light skirt

and your hair so silky that pert

over the hedges of bushy thicket

The surrounding was all green

even the cicada sounds felt akin

Lovely was your touch with soft strain

and amidst those mundane

smell of tall pine trees

you stooped in front of my visage

your pretty pink lips parted wide

and we kissed each other

as if we were first time kissers

Detachable in our clinch

grasping like a bending branch

the entire jungle echoed

splendid song of fervor that boarded

upon our hearts pondered

in love in a jungle of wonder

Indeed, it was an

ineffable experience

of our first date,

a jingle of jungle fervor,

a jangle of rumble memoir.