William and Kate relate with a casual intimacy
At the Kensington street cafe over scones and their favourite tea
No newspapers hide their faces
As she reaches to wipe a crumb from his chin
There's comfort in the quiet spaces
And he can recognize the mischief in her grin
William and Kate up late with Rogers and Astair
Who even on their own were great, but better as a pair
Soft shoe romance, two step slow dance
Around the furniture as the credits roll
Swaying slowly, lost in a trance
Laughing as their clothing hits the floor
William and Kate's next date is prime-time fantasy
This fairy-tale love escape is just what nation needs