For you I wait
Knocking on doors
Of reality
Getting virtual answers
I walk the jungle
Chat with the bear
Music
Had foreseen?
The music-man
Rhyming runes
Stealing glances
Serenade and hummm
Your voice
Right
But not quite
Or quiet
Hiding sliding
Sunshine and shadows
Dance
Sure thing
I shall answer
All the questions
You do not ask
Only if you
Let your eyes talk
My road and ypurs
Have already merged
Meanings never meant
New dimensions emerge
Disco up front
Blinking winking shiny lights
Fortified disco delight
I did not tell the story but
You sailed in on a stormy night
Way back in time
So far, far away,
I forget, what it was
Where, how and who
My thoughts sailed away
Then the world
Entered my cage
Drunk in joy, teasing
Taunting laughing
The Boss
The boss was visiting the factory floor. His entourage preceded him. The salesman was required to prepare his pitch.
We decided to be concise, clear and attractive.
There was a toy model of a city. In unusual dimensions. Right right write it all up, hold it. Not many people understood what was meant.
