a lover's quarrel

He wanted to begin with e4
she insisted on a slower d4
he wanted open files and space
she preferred a slow build up.

He sacked, she found the fault
a game of black and white,
he attacked, her defence was sound
Tal unleashed against a Karpovian lady.

Yet, in the end there was no mate.
A drawn match was born,
and they spoke afterwards
with little words between them
yet discovered so much more.