Author: Paul Curtis
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.