SOME DAYS I GET WRITER’S BLOCK
IT SEEMS LIKE THE WORDS GET OLDER AND COLDER
THEN I LOOK AT MY ASSISTANT’S BEAUTIFUL EYES
RIGHT TO MY LEFT, OVER MY LEFT SHOULDER
I THINK IN A PAST LIFE SHE WAS QUEEN OF THE NILE
I COULD SEE ALL OF EGYPT IN HER BEAUTIFUL SMILE
IT’S TRUE WHEN THEY SAY
BEAUTY CAN OPEN UP DOORS
ONE LOOK INTO MY BEAUTIFUL ASSISTANT’S EYES
AND THEN YOU GET THE FEELING LIKE THE WORLD IS YOURS
TIME AFTER TIME I SIT AND WRITE WITH MY FRIEND
THE BEAUTIFUL WORDS OF POETRY
AS BEAUTIFUL AS MY ASSISTANT
AND THE WISDOM AND SMOOTHNESS OF HER PEN
ROME WASN'T BUILT IN A DAY OR AN INSTANT
BEAUTY TAKES TIME TO DEVELOP, JUST LIKEN MY BEAUTIFUL ASSISTANT
