A New love, young love,
Fresh
and in bud,
Exciting,
Heart racingly so,
Though
uncertain, exciting still
A
Breathless love Full of longing
Eagerness
to be together
Reluctance
to part
Hand
touching hand, Pulse raising
Heart
full of love, Head full of doubt
“Do
they feel as I?” “Am I just a fool?”
Will
our love last?
Will
it blossom and grow
Will
it bear fruit?
Or wither on the vine
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