chummy-jinx

your arms, open sails gathering wind energy just to keep me warm.

Just a room to have a meeting With screen, computer, chairs and tables. A stand with an old phone sleeping And a picture upon the wall. It's a portrait in black and white Tying down my heart with cables. Head hidden, she's a playful delight And a picture upon the wall. I wish it was a looking-glass Such as in Alice's fables. Instead it's a black and white lass And a picture upon the wall. There is no way for me to pass Into the land of her fables. There is only feeling 'alas' And a picture upon the wall. For long hours after the meeting She haunts me with luring fables. Secret dream that wants completing And a picture upon the wall.