glimmer

spark
filled
words
illuminate.

(or is that only the light of the screen?)

that familiar
rolling two-step
of two minds sparring;
duelling tongues –

merely surrogates for wary hearts.

embers building
&
growing
secure
in the warmth
of each other’s
soft
glow.

it
may just
be
safe
to
laugh again.

with you
in the
pocket of my smile.
and
with me,
curled snuggly
in the
starlight
of your eyes.