Nightly, They Glow.
Fluorescently yellow,
these flickering fireflies
swelling and streaking
'cross burgundy swazzled skies
Deeply enraptured
and wanted to capture
I lie low in wait
as my breathing grows faster.
Wishing they'd light
on the tip of my finger
Casting their glow
for a moment they'd linger
Then off they would be
into darkening skies
Leaving their trails
like an exhaling sigh.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
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