Tip-toe
Tip toe
Tippy toe
Slow
I move so as not to disturb
your peace and quiet.
There is a game
I’m not going to play
with you.
Games denote competition
A battle, a duel
But fighting is not on my agenda
Neither is admitting defeat
For my goal is not a shining medal
Nor a shining knight,
See, I have my own light
Which shines within.
So, see.
See
my light does not wax
It does not wane.
only shifts in the flame
Of your smile.
