White Cube Poem by Mike Gift

Fingers flow fingers flow
Sail on the keys of the pianoforte get my soul blown
Foots on the pedal you play slow

Room's so white so immaculate
You sing so well so angelic
This paradise so great so i need not exaggerate

And i sing along, i sing it all
Roll my joy like a snowball

It is real indeed it is real
Stare at the windows, the doors, the doorsteps, wish it is sealed
So future would not reviewed and revealed
Real for me real for you

And i sing along, i sing it all
Roll my joy like a snowball

Come, let these duets play
Lead me to the perfect say
I play dull, i you sway
Let me lay let me lay
On your bed gotten in May

Together we make sound
At moment like this we will drown
Let the world goes round and round
Our smiles need not a single pound
My fondness is simple and profound

And i sing along, i sing it all
Roll my joy like a snowball
Speaking to you not with law
There's time in a minute, i fell you saw
But we have left it behind, left it all
So there will be no downfall
Run baby run to this see-saw
Ups and downs our hands will never fall