I'm in a jam – cornered I am! –
No clue 'bout where to go
Here's what went down, a pretty gown
Some wine, a French chateau
She whispered underneath her breath
"Come dance with me and know
what's coming up – so far away –
oh darling, please follow!?"
I dropped my guise – to her surprise –
A short while we did dance
Some sultry tunes, by
Air brimming with romance!
Not before long – still going strong –
She suddenly went tense
"Follow my lead! You didn't heed! That's common 'agent' sense!"
"Relax my dear, why such a sneer?"
I said in my defence
"At my side of the floor I steer, your dance is quite.. intense!"
"No right to say! The way you sway! That's acrobatics on display!"
"It's just – my thing, I like to swing, but darling – listen – hey..."
"Well, I don't get what that's about, am I supposed to spell it out?!"
She uttered rather loud
Then, storming off into the night
Her face as flint, her lips so tight
As she was fading out of sight...
A tiny piece escaped her coat
A gust of wind, a whirling flight
A quickly scribbled, scrunched up note:
Now that's some story, right?
If only I knew where to fly
I'd try – again – to catch her eye
Find common ground – secrets aside –
Then, come eventual divide
Say properly goodbye