Like the wiles of a fox
or the workings of clocks
Like a hidden agenda
or secret contender
I will sit, whir and tick
Like a kiss for a frog
or a driver and cog
there’s a place and a time
and I’ll know when it’s mine
I will wait, cogitate
Let me be, then you’ll see.
aplaceforpoetry 
You never fail to entertain and move me, Julia
Good to see you. Learning how to do this on a phone.