Libraries are places for falling in love

You can see them wandering amongst the shelves

He bumps her head by accident

In a hush tone of voice she stammers

"This is a library!"

He looks her in the eyes

I know

Yes Yes 

She says

I was not looking for books

Than what are you doing here she stammers

I was here looking for you darling

But this is not the proper place

Do you mind if we take a stoll

(The woman unfurls her hair)

She says:

I don't mind if I do

They lock elbows as they exit

And a few flowers seem to dance nearby.