Our game of digital chess gradually unfolds,
In green pastures English roses still bloom.
Hope, like a vine, fastens me in its hold
And your scene I am forced to consume.
Rewind to the night you caught my eye,
I find a bright mind that might mend mine.
As you dance the artworks come to life,
At then we align and I fall in line.
Our droplet of love plumbs the depths,
You are far fairer than life is.
Teaching me healthy living and the steps:
To bring an end to each of my vices
We learn to let small ripples escalate,
And our two pink hearts soon tessellate.
