Black and White
Black and White
Stick long
Trrrtata trrrtata
It searches it's way through the gravel
Those eyes ,
They should be narrowed and smiling
So I feel her burning gaze marvel
Air thick with intimacy,
My heart merry,
It propels us to cuddle
I ,leading the way down black and white
What can I say?
It's all at the tip of my finger tips
I know each and every pothole by size
Hello Mrs Grey
I know it's her
But I won't tell my companion
I heard the sound of her limp.
Her hair must be snow white now
Her reply, a wail
A shrieked howdy
By , we sail.
I wave to old Tom from across the street
She is puzzled
Well his sighs are the loudest.
She draws me closer to her
So that I don't bump into that booth
But I had counted my steps perfectly well
When my heart is steady
And I'm not hurrying away
It's just fourteen feet from Old Tom's store.
I come to a halt
This is where it ends
She's stunned
It's a good day
I see bright white
But at the end of the lane - nothing
She says she sees trees dancing
To me it's just a black void
This is as far as I can take her
So we turn back.
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