Permanence

Jake and Shobha
Walking by Gleason Dr,
Wandering while delaying
The steps to their respective doors!
Loads of books digging into their backs
Puppy love filled up to the brims
Exchanging sweet nothings
Contemplating their first peck
Chance upon a wet block of concrete
By the sidewalk!
They etch their names
Into something akin to eternity -
Till those slabs are smashed
Or the street boundaries redefined.
Jake and Shobha
In Two thousand and three-
Wonder if they parted ways..
Conjecture if they are woven together
In a bond as semi permanent
As those etchings on the concrete
That greets me daily,
As I thread the mundane streets
Thinking of puppy love!