New Love
invading each others spaces,
preventing solitude.
touching as we walk, whether by accident or design.
our shadow on the ground, one shadow
fingers entwined,
giggles and whispers.
romance young and new , even if we no longer are.
Once more to feel the sense of belonging
to someone,
with someone.
new hope
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2009
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