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