Their Watering Hole

Old farmer's reservoir
their favorite place in summer,
always checking to be sure
he was off tending to his crops.

In small town with now public swimming pool,
cool, stagnant waters
of their private watery heaven
the perfect cure for heat.

Each day of summer,
sneaking through his orchard,
waiting for that precise second
when they knew it was safe.

Hearts paddling the rush forbidden
spirits immersed in subdued laughter,
day hanging in the mind
as a tranquil drift in Nirvana's lake
while floating carefree in the liquid euphoric.

Didn't count on farmer getting dog,
finding out only after removing clothes
and just before that first fateful dip.

Barking sentinel giving them chase,
paradise temporarily fled,
until some new strategy can be plotted
to be sure Rover doesn't
ruin their watery magic.