A slow start

But slowly warming up

Awkward silences give way to playful laughter

Old habits renewed

New ones made

Lively debates take play

Romantic hours side by side

Two women warm up to each other

The village runs just as smoothly as before

Soon they steal kisses as they leave

When they pass

When ever possible

Fingers touch softly in the halls

Across tables

Times alone spent together

Filled with fairy tale romantics

Twirling, Dancing in the night

Riding through the hills and fields

Slowly opening up their hearts

The Master of the valley letting go

Realising the possibilites

Slowly they grow together

Joining their lives