Red velvet chair with curves of a majestic river, flowing
Left and right, down to the floor they fall
A wonderful mind on which lies a thousand plans
Like movies and productions that
Play out in your head.
A pen touches paper a finger strokes a key,
A spark inside reveals
The underlying theory, a woman
With a goal achieved at will

From behind you I watch your mind
Tic, t I c , tic away
Frustrated at moment, I know it soon will Fade.

The life of studies like a beggar on the streets
Pleading to those who pass…looking for one’s
Br e ak
It all seems so easy when looking from the end

Intelligence seems fading, frustration begins

Bursting out from the chair,
My glinted mind turned from stare
Fixed on an ever-present you
Still can’t believe
You are with me, somehow
I’ve gotten lucky
Clover in my ear, an angel
Sent from heaven, a whisper in my ear

Dance with me into the night
The story rolls on in my head
And an ever-present emotion
My(yourhand)hand

[your hand in my hand]