It won’t begin in dialect song or verse

only in action.

Our hugged embrace,

kisses on cheeks,

sparkles caught inside one another’s eyes

smiles across our faces

burning sensations

we call butterflies.

Tears will mix with laughter

sweat while it is bitter cold,

frost in a heat wave

instrumental music without lyrics,

gestures radiate it is safe.

Everything else can be left on paper.