When young lovers meet two worlds clash,
As the wild ocean against craggy rocks crash.
Two young lovers, whose worlds would join,
A lovers gamble with the surety of a flipped coin.
As the wind collides with the forest stand,
Lovers play together hand cupped in hand.
As they sit together, their eyes may meet,
These eyes glisten, into each other they retreat.
Lover’s eyes search peering deep into the soul,
Searching also the hearts depths and shoal.
They inhale the perfume of their romance,
Enjoying the possible passion of their dance.
Young lovers disappear deeper, deeper in love,
Happily they see the world fall from view above.
Spiraling deeper into their ageless passion,
Their love, may it never fall from fashion.
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