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.