A better path

A little slide, A little glide, lots of bump, lots of lump, A long strode, Out of the abode, A far stroll, Ready to roll. His foot traces I traced, very faster I paced. All for this sake I ignored, All friends I implored into those sparkling eyes I looked, And immediately Got hooked. with those touch, I ignored so much. sooner I felt my weak fear, Rolling out in despair. A path that brought peace and joy that never cease.