They walk along in silence
Hearts thump like horse's hooves
Their knuckles touch
It's nothing much
But neither hand will move

So fingers reach and lock
In an awkward, clumsy grasp
Sweaty palmed
They're somehow calmed
By the hardest, simple task

They grip a little tighter
Neither deterred by the sweat
They turn and smile
For the longest, little while
Silently placing all their bets

On who will be the first to crumble
And indulge in a kiss
On who's bed
On which day they'll wed
And how much they'll miss

Each other

When they reach
Her doorstep