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