Your smile put its feet up on my bench.
The twinkle in your eyes took off its gloves,
And the comfortable gaze we shared
Inspired me.
But when I looked back,
And you looked down,
My heart put it's coat back on
And stammered it's confessions
Outside in the falling snow.

Come great heart of expectation.
Come and look me in the eye.
Be my sparring double.
Let us joust in friendly air
And make each other better.
Grapple with me in the sky,
On my couch, and in the shadow
Of love's center ring
Until the bell rings,
And we have our true turn.

-jenn