Theatric Love


Two hearts beating
fast rhythmically
simultaneously,
as their knees touch
in the darkness of the theatre
and their hands graze
as they discuss
writers, nervously.
It is electric all the way
and they revel in their touch
amidst a crowd
and butterflies flutter 
within
while their smiles 
indicate their overflowing hearts.

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