I stood in the hallway studiously
Reflecting on my failed attempt at learned glory
When I was summoned to assist
A higher scholar with his work
I came back to my spot to find you perched at the window
In deep thought
I gazed so discretely at your beauty which captivates my weary eyes
I wanted you to beckon me to your side
But had to wait
I am in this match with you that I don’t want
Why
Because
are we the king and queen on the same side?
Or am I to be dispatched?
You cause me to question
I only have one move
Whilst you have many
I can’t place my self in a checkmate stance
My life depends on my success
My success also depends on you
My love for you
I want you like I want no other
But you must make your move
This king needs his fox to knight him
While I wait
Lonely
And In love with you

zahida