the mischief man
runs towards shiny objects
the road to riches
precious gems
gold emeralds.
a queen stops in his path
stonewalls
and in the absence of logic
he becomes a man
travels the globe.
the queen handles business.
at points
their paths intersect
seconds at a time
then back to diverging roads.
maybe one day
two will become one
leaving enough time for both to enjoy.
