Street runs fast -
Cars blink,
Stop, start, hit
Brakes, when
You pass
Hand in hand.
That SoHo
Afternoon in May
When she
The one
And only
Met you,
Face to face
For love of all.

Staring at her,
Hard to eat
When holding
Hands; the
Jitters bounce
Your insides,
You will
To her
When you
Get home,
Where signals
Flash and
Beams are
High until you
Crash and
Burn and

rjw 5/22/96

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