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 bare fruit?
Or wither on the vine.

Author: Paul Curtis