She's beautiful, I remark
I'm the black pieces, bold and brave and dashing,
She's the charming glass, glistening, beautiful, smart.
Our pawns meet at the halfway line:
And it's like, “Hey there, how are you?”
Before she makes her next move.
Brilliant, I can't help but notice.
I'm on the offense, blind and rushing
She's tactical, she's got a game up her sleeve
I send in the cavalry:
And it's like, “So, I'll see you at the dance?”
But a simple check by her queen and I'm back in the game
Caring, it's obvious.
Every one of her pieces are safe,
Mine litter the sides,
I send in Knight, the messenger:
And it's like, “Do you ever notice me? I'm trying really hard.”
She smiles sly, messenger was killed.
It's a 50/50
It's a game of chance,
Will she get my message?
Before it's too late?
Damn Great!
I'm going crazy, she's got me on the run!
The chase is exhilarating,
She goes in her best:
And it's like, “So, what your answer?”
And her king's tipped over.
Game over, I've won.
Now I'm walking down the beach, her hand in mine, same, same.
And I can't help think back to that chess/love game.
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Happy Valentine's Day.
