Fourth of July (Do you remember?)

Do you remember how we held hands as we ran through the thunderstorming rain. Do you remember that Fourth of July evening?  I remember it as if it were just last week. We ran and we stopped under a tree which provided some shelter from the storming lightning and thunder. You said you were scared, so I held you close to me. Then our lips collided and we found ourselves in a whirlwind as our innocence was lost among the thorny bushes and beneath the ancient tree.