''Quick, duck down!''
He pushed her head down at the right fraction of the second before they were spotted.
''Come up now,'' he said, ''it's over.''
And they start laughing hysterically
at the absurdness of it.
''What says you?'' he asks.
''One. Your reflexes are veeery good'', she smiles.
''Two. You kept reassuring me, 'dont worry, dont worry
we weren't spotted' the whole time. That's very sweet.
And you operate well under stress.
I love you''
He kisses her goodbye.
So much for ducking down in the first place!
And as he revs up, windows rolled down,
he makes the ducking movement with his hand
and the hysteric laughters go on.
Filling that small town
with the merriment of love
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