This boy (and this girl)
Are in the first
Flush of love.

His heart
Beating hard
To hold her hand
(in his.)

(This boy) and this girl
Are in the first throes
Of desire,
Walking together on the beach,
And listening to the waves
Crashing, calling out to one another,
Love
Love
Love.

(This boy) and (this girl)
Are in the first expression of passion,
Craving the saline tang
Of each other's kiss,
Upon their kiss.

This boy and this girl
(to be not obvious)
Are in the first wave of
Oblivious.

And nothing;
Nothing will destroy it,
Nothing;
Nothing will harm it,
Nothing will overwhelm it,
Nothing will replace it,

(This boy, and this girl)
Are in, the first flush
(of love.)