Youth lingered, then walked away, slow and quiet no sign of life.

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Youth lingered, then walked away, slow and quiet no sign of life.
In the darkness, the glowing cigarette was traveling slowly to a mouth smiling in youth.
A rose such youth and beauty standing apart in a bed of flowers.
Impulsive quick looks like love and nervous hands cold around her. Looking for something and nothing to say - side by side the two barely grownup.