Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Arguing Aftermath

No more talking, they both sit down.

He sees her arms take hold her knees,

And looking at him with a frown.

He chooses to put her at ease,

And gently one hand holds her arm.

His other hand pulls back her head.

She lets herself accept his charm,

Feeling his lips on her neck spread

A tingling sensation through her.

And he knows he's made the right choice.

Communication shared for sure,

Without a sound in either voice.

Their first argument is all done,

And making up is so much fun.