Sparks

January 11, 2017 by Charron's Chatter Comments Off on Sparks

freshly laundered

I put on my favorite

top

without zipper, button, or snap, I

embraced my favorite person

–without qualm—

dryer sheets, and

perpetual motion

quelling

static

cling.

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992