He's Naive

I examined the expanse
through telescopic glass.
I shuddered at sounds
that could be heard throughout.
And suddenly, she tapped my shoulder.

She led me onwards,
to where we began;
A small little house,
on a large stretch of land.
And suddenly we ran.

We crept so loudly
and screamed so soft.
Each breath like symphony
between the clenched, crumpled cloth.
And so suddenly, we stopped.

We gasped in the air,
to forego floating off.
We looked on outside,
and the solace we sought
Breathed, ever so gently, down our necks.

And we lay there and shook for a good hour.