sparks

They both needed different things
And also the same things
Where the paths crossed
Their language became electric
A charged reaching-for-something
A wired type of sparring
An unintentional jab
A parting zap
A shower of sparks
Igniting a knowing smile
She recognized herself
Plugged into aggression-mode
Practicing her technique
On an unintended target
Savoring the way it felt
Expressing long-suppressed instincts
Like a wolf pup play-fighting with a sibling
Dreaming of a future kill
She felt good and strong
Playful and vibrant
Right up until the moment
It became real
His expression changed
The intended parting zap
Delivered