The love is in the air,
So much that is scare.
He feels, she feels, the rarely agree,
“When?” he asks, will I get to see.
“I think I love him” she ponder,
When not together, they wonder.
Fear, Falling, Fuss and fight,
Yet, can’t wait for that day/ night.
“You make me feel brand new!”
Lavender Queen Liz