Grill smoke

Grill smoke curls lazy, embers popping your laugh into the dusk

Hammock rocks easy on birch limbs, your lean drawing me in tight

Dishes stacked with grilled meat, oil slick on hands that touched light

Glasses clink with homemade wine, fizz bubbling like nerves unspoken

Fireflies wink from the grass, mirroring sparks in your glance