Young Love

Young love.
We barely
Knew one another.
We sat there
Quietly
Giggling.
Talking
Nonsense.
Me, twirling
Your and my
Hair,
And then
Ourselves.
Mixed-up
In the motion.
Elated.
Caught
In the
Moment
Of
Forever.
Unending.
Always
Present.
Our young love.
By Pauline Harris

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