They ask and keep asking
What you are to me and I to you
It sounds like another puzzle too
Of two wondrous people talking
Like that of a sweet tamarind
More naked; more scented than white spaghetti and milk sauce
However, my answer hides in my head covered by oddity and intellectual arrogance
But ok. I like the little benign traps anyway
Let me think and think it well cos
This picture is a lot bigger than the ones tapping the clean wall
You are a trailblazer in the most ingenious way with you
I feel high understanding your quirks and loving them in calculated doses
Like sand over my clothes to my face and down to my heel a pillow
Innovations and ideas roll like marbles on a tiled floor
And I am the corner that catches you when you reach the farthest
You are As open as the lines and dashes in the boardroom so
I want to connect the first tail to the last then see if I miss One
Always warm and seen in random places
Vigilant to the needs, finding solutions to challenges at hand
Unemotional and logical quite away from the Hallmark sentimentality but
Definitely glides over the magic done by the mind.
While I’m all for action, passion and war,
You are air fanning my fire, redirecting my passion and abhor war
Like an Airbender one with all other earthly elements.
How amusing the truth is– knowing
how you see your experiments to the bitter end while I unleash fire and extinguish it mid-air.
I can see that inquisitive look
Arising questions listing answers.
Our search for genuine and rare discoveries drag us at the center
Given the laws of give and take
A good partnership can be born.
The answer is bare
Let’s hope they can see all clear.