She designs a exquisite dress
Too bad her life is a total mess
How she wishes that she was blessed
If only she could access a lesser stress
He is merely a nomad
Too bad his life is a doodad
How he wishes for he had a comrade
If only he could open up and total unclad
Both in distress
By their own acquiesce
They might want to express
Unless they want to wear a winter dress
Will they be forever sad?
And eventually go mad?
Or will they use meeting as a launch pad
And will it make them forever glad?
