Young Love
Their walk is a dance
And while holding hands
They move between the crowds with loud laughter
One pulling the other for a moment or two…
They stop
They kiss
They glance
At each other’s eyes
Then again off they go.
Where!
They don’t seem to care
Living their moments, each one anew…
Only one looks ahead
The other! At the other
Manageable speed
With perfect moves this dance
Musically backed and led…
Can you see them yet?
Can you hear them sing?
Wait wait! Just a little longer… Just wait!
Soon, they’ll be passing through
Michael
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