The desire laces between their thoughts,
And hearts start to pulse an uneven song,
The feeling called love begins to grow hot,
As the time;rushes by but feels so long.
Two hands clasp together in a tight weave,
The translucent tenderness is reborn,
Sweet smiles touch hoping to never leave,
Passion arises; all shyness is torn.
The lovers exchange their cherished touches,
And breathe in the romantic air around,
Their youthful embrace completes them just such,
The young couple has never felt so spellbound,
The echo left will cease to be quiet,
And hearts will harmonize an'ther riot