As surprising
As a butterfly alighting
Something danced along my skin
Raising the fine hairs
Then sent them
Collapsing
Like dominos
I turned
You were watching
A match struck spark
I laid down my paint brush
Walking barefoot
Through the dimly lit house
The aroma of just snuffed candles
Spreading tendrils
Of heady perfume
As your shadow chased mine
Along the hall
