COME ON DEAR!

Thy offense was
Not my thought, and
Created a laugh
In such a tiny
Spread of mouth, it
Jingled the melody
In two hearts meet.
One was singing, in
Another part dancing;
And the same anger
Was blushing bright
Looking towards
The gate, wide open
Full of warmth
And the meaning
Whose answer was
Beyond the reach
And full of love:
Come on Dear!
(Spreading the hands)