Kindling

A personal favorite.

a small spark,

and the embers rise

they sputter and spit, 

reflecting softly in your eyes

casting your face all a-glow,

illuminating a smile that grows 

                                  and grows

and then,

from somewhere deep within 

the recesses between my ribs

- a spark of my own.

Reviews

[GwenLark]

Wonderfully written and very appropriately laid out. Well done