On a distant Sunday,
these two people caught my eye.
How he listened as she
spoke, and never took his eyes off her.
Now years later, I
wonder he still has eyes only for her.
(and listen when she
speaks).
Florence
We came across this park on one of our walking tours; Sara said
it reminded her of the Paris parks she had seen in movies. It is clear why -
the tree-lined avenues with lawns in between them, vistas guided towards
fountains and statues, the crunchy gravel underfoot and couples cuddling on
park benches. Clear signs of the French influence in Shanghai's past - so it
seemed appropriate that we would meet this spritely couple; not young in years
but still youthful in their step. Sara took this series of shots; as they
practiced - coaching and encouraging each other - quite oblivious to the crowd
which gathered to watch them; envious of their dancing skills and also their
obvious enjoyment of each other's company.
FuXing GongYuan,
Shanghai
Their hands were not touching, but their heartstrings must be
intertwined like their feet.
As the bus slowed to
round the corner at the United Nations Memorial in Casablanca.
Young love has winged feet.
Red Fort, Agra
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