A Man and a Woman
I do not know her name
And would I want to know?
Is it what they call a game?
And should I simply let moments flow?
Naturally, I’m to watch her soon
A gesture to be looking out for
And sparkling becomes my eyes like the moon
To finally perhaps make a move to call
Yet… woman be woman
As man be man forever to be
Mind games are forever to burn
For man and woman are never to see
What exactly we be looking for?
Do we ourselves even know to begin?
Is it the other or ourselves we adore?
Have we the reason to maintain?
And my name did she want to know?
Will she remember in a future called tomorrow?
And of moments allowed to flow
Did I remember a game from humanities to borrow?
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