Amongst apparitions of

Faces in the crowd

That flows from the Metro

She goes.  Like petals on a rose

On a dew wet bough

She ploughs through crowds

To meet and greet her man

Kiss, and hand in hand they go.

Lovers in motion, time flows

Like crowds, she laughs aloud

They share a joke,

They go for coke

Stare into love-struck eyes,

She sighs.  Discrete, he slips

His hand between her thighs.

Their eyes tell the tale

They rise and go. .. and know

What’s next.  Sex!