Lessons

A little boy, so full of greed for knowledge thus to nourish his mind where every tiny seed would enter, there to flourish. His eyes were big, his ears alert, his face a questionmark. And so he spent, this little squirt his hours dawn to dark. He never dreamed that he would meet her so many years after he'd learned, made in the European Theatre he had been broken, growth adjourned. He had it all, from Math to Chem, his man-made destiny: It was to be a learned man or rot in misery. A thousand books were on his shelves, Herbarium, Laboratory, and both his parents saw themselves ordainers of this story. There's Discipline with cap'tal D, there's duties, chores and obligation, and there's 'work will set you free', you, too can be an imitation. Then SHE was there, so suddenly. I looked at her - she looked at me. And when we spent some time together we found us birds of the same feather. She had a key that fit a lock inside my inner maze. The lock was rusted, so she knocked to see if she could raise the boy inside who sat and read another science book, his papers piled up on his bed and in the corner nook. The lock then opened through sheer force, she had extensive skills. He was surprised and shocked, of course, but sat there, pale and still. She took his hand to feel his pulse because she was attracted. And soon they danced the Vienna Waltz as now they interacted. That room was home for seven days, they never left it once. Genetic Bond, to coin a phrase, day seven saw them dance. They left together shabby quarters and rusted locks behind, and understood now life's own rorters and read each other's mind. Today they live in Paradise, that is each other's special heart, he learned that 'love' differs from 'wise', the lesson learned did smart. They do not use analysis of Chemistry or Mathematics, when they stop now and then to kiss or do some acrobatics. They kiss to taste each other - yes! They hug to love each other -Bless! They know what you would rather.......- Guess!