Your words ignite
thought fuses
coursing through fevered body
to my mouth
exploding fireworks

join the cacophony;
prickling bramble of sound
as eardrums, temples pound.

We’re not wizards
yet words, like spells,
even when whispered
and sear all sensibility.

So shut up.

Watch the bridge between us
while I seek the quiet cool after
cymballic heat.