below charms her arms crossed,
a mean, meaning mad, again
what it is i do not know
that brought her to
be so angry.

I sneakily disguise guise
warily trying to disarm
this cute stick of dynamite
so armed with something
I did but do I know?
What?

Approaching her warily
I brush against her side
then breathe a breath aimed
at her cheek , breathlessly,
I say' Honey,
remember last night?"

I then search for that spark
that means either all is all right,
or that that small pack of dynamite,
is
about to go off.