The glow

Sitting on

the couch

the lights

down.

Watching 

TV.

Only the

glow

of the 

fireplace.

We are laughing

at the movie

we are watching.

I look

over

at you.

Your 

profile

is so handsome.

Your hair

thick,

Pepper and

salt.

You catch 

me looking

at you.

I look away.

You might

see the glow

coming

from me.

The glow

is from

happiness,

calmness

and not

having to be responsible.

For this

one moment.

I am hoping

you do not

see my

glow.

I would have

to explain.

I am not sure

if I can.

So I pray

the glow

of the fireplace

gives me

cover.

This moment.

This second

will never be 

relived.

And it is the peace 

I have been 

searching for.

It is

my glow.