Buckling Fire

Your eyelashes beckon me in

Tell me to stay

And not go away

What am I to say

To those deep pools

Calling me today?

Swinging on the trapeze of your smile

I’m sorry if it takes me a while

To stop staring

Or stop caring

For the words you say to me

for the buckle in my knees

It’s not that I don’t feel it

My heart pulled toward the pit

Those who play with fire

Those who walk the wire

Must soon find ways to quit

Playing with matches.