Walking on a moonlit night,
Listening to the breeze.
With only the dim golden light,
Shining in the trees.
Giggling like children,
Happy as can be.
Walking in the glen,
Just my girl and me.
Oh what joy it is,
To be young and free.
Longing for her kiss,
New hearts filled with glee.
10/26/10 Alton Texas
Juan Olivarez
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/new-hearts/
