Trading smiles at half past two,
we cared nothing for the people passing by.
Our thoughts centered on the sparks that flew
across the space between us,
electrifying us to mobility,
until our steps carried us to each other.
And in the seconds that passed our eyes communed,
like long lost lovers found anew.
A tentative touch to brush off a lock of hair,
a gesture so simple yet so sweet.
Your hand reached out as did mine,
and we felt the familiar taste of fear
that only new found love can bring.
But in the depths of our hearts we knew,
that this is the one we shall hold true.
-The Elusive Scribe 042413-