Young but sure, glances tell all. Something that little longer would be, though who would've known that metamorphose would end so complete? It thrills and delights to sparkling eyes and the unglorified selves take it to headspinning heights. Inside out a love grows beyond comprehension and the world should be torn apart. Wonder and awe balloon the mind to float out of an ordinary life. If only I was this age 40 years ago. Why can't I have now AND then? Though I suppose now is better than never.