Young Love

He put his hand around her back as she leaned into him. They made their way down the secluded path. A cement bench nestled against branches and welcomed the young couple. She sat down, glancing into his eyes.  They were in love. He slowly sat, locking his gaze on her. They held each other as the birds chirped their approval. A gentle breeze blew. He brushed her hair aside and swam in her beauty. Their lips were locked in harmony, each traveling the river of memory. He tasted the sweetness of her mouth. She melted into his embrace. They joined in the passion of love.