Fingers intertwined,

past behind

Now love blooms

tender age carries it on

A ring can mean so much

yet also so little

For them,

it meant a formal way to express their love

as more than just a thin fragment

Time passed quickly

while the little things passed as if in slow motion

Love bound two people so different

that yet held so many similarities

Fate danced as free will reigned

Two left happy,

nearly glued together

Love blossomed in all its glory

in strange ways.