Let us play a game, you and me,
'The game', for it is hard to name
You bring your tool, your heart to fore,
and I my mind, in the cloak of a heart
and we play.
I will tell that I am a little slow,
that my heart takes time,
buy time, more time,
for heart is not mind,
while we play.
You tell me what your heart tells,
and I take it up my mind,
I try to find what your heart knows,
and commit a crime of rhyme
as we play.
I take off that cloak and night,
for a facade is hard to keep,
I tweak it in the dim lamp shade,
while in the darkness you sleep,
in the play.
I fix it with new elements,
And conjectures that might please a heart,
I stifle empty groans of my mind,
the nature antithetical stark,
yet we play.
I let my mind take a different shape,
with every new sampled please,
I learn what you like, when you do,
and the well intended tease,
oh, we play?
I grow up more as you grow into me,
and my mind is much at ease,
for my mind grew a heart it knew,
every nook, every crease,
we did play.
I shed my valour cloak,
reasons for pretense none,
for my mind like water in flow,
has shaped into one,
big, loving heart.
Now, shall we play?
