passing fancy

Mar 10, 2008 - 12:50 PM PST

in passing, we spark
they call it static electricity,

blame the dry air,
the dusty carpeting.

it must be something more;
never take tiny lightening

lightly.

so i make you my little secret,
private smile,

wear your jolting embrace
like a dress; behind closed doors,

clumsily,

so very awkward,
yet familiar; something new.