A game for two

You play with lights,
I with words.
We walk through the nights
to sing like its birds.

You mess with sounds
like I dare to make a rhyme.
We test ours and their bounds
even if it seems like a crime.

You and your knowing eyes
and that grin
stealing everyone's hour.

These big brown fireflies
fighting the dark to win
and turn you into a flower.

I stay here, a gem, solitary
against your hands covered in rings
but to us, the tiniest is extraordinary,
a glory fit for kings.

29/12/2018