An idea, a thought, an image dwells within;

Hidden among the murky folds of conscious thought;

Yearning to play within another’s mind;

But captive to the limits of expression.

The question is, “How does one break these bonds?”;

And connect the two dissimilar minds as one;

Though perfect connection is not possible;

Because each mind knows only of itself.

Write a symphony: quite impractical for me;

Learn to paint: not interested in that;

Write a novel: I think this is the answer;

To link our minds in a beautiful embrace.