Revised sonnet #1558
That spark of search in eyes yours is a rush
Kinetic static lowly voltage draws
I squint at plasma phantom catch its cause
Your eyes initiate long looks lips hush
I doubt that flame I feel at first a blush
And hackles high a great occasion pause
Your mind aware and wary overawes
Curbs my impulse to praise your loose locks lush
Your limb tattoos bioluminesce at night
Theyre corals clearly fired by muscle flex
I love your second skin stitched strong and light
If jealous just a jot I hive off hex
You escalate up arctic strings to stars
I wish you well that nothing chills or chars
Chorus stars blazes fires