Scrutiny

Our relationship is like a game of chess. One false move, and you take advantage overpowering me. As a poppet in a poppet show I comply. Driven by the game, you tip the score in my favour. Emotions trick you, push you of the path into my domain. But fret not, I see now as you see. We are caught in the heat of the moment thus one false will be fortunate as it is equalized by a second. Two wrongs makes one right. The feeble attempt for passion enables us to hide all this obvious struggle from those oblivious. I see now, as you see the game proceed

So let us go then, you and I,
When it lieeth spread across the sky
To lead you to an overwhelming question...
Oh, do not ask, "What is it?"
In a minute there will be time
Let us go and make our visit
No one sees, no one knows