poem for the AM

by Steven J. Serafiani

Ah, to be lovestruck,
down the grocery store aisles,
and down the sidewalk tiles,
the hand in hand and step in step,
oh to be lovestruck,
but you and I,

Ah, to be awkwardly enamored,
sharing food across a restaurant table,
and sharing looks like Crawford and Gable ,
the nose to nose and mouth to mouth,
oh to be enamored,
but you and I,

Ah, to be enraptured,
the flow of fingers through hair,
and the flow of laughter echoing sweetly in the air,
the breath to breath and whisper to whisper,
oh to be enraptured,
but you and I,
but you and I.