Speechcraft and Persuasion

Tiny balls of puff
fluff
and flitter all about.
They whisper to my
fingers
and coquette my
nostrils.

Softness
in the air around us--
can you see it?
It looks like glitzy globes
of shimmery
confetti.

My breath is thick with it.
So is that of us all.
These miniscule rotunderi
gently course between,
glowingly unseen,
spreading the soothing salve
of love.