She ran in circles,
She made crosses with her feet,
She zigzagged,
She sprinted,
She imagined,
She played.
There was an imaginary something in her hands,
An imaginary surface beneath her,
Imaginary obstacles everywhere,
And still she moved.
I could see she was in love,
With this imaginary game,
So I was dying to know,
What game had this girl head over heels?
What game did she want to bring home,
To her backyard?
