Fourth of July Boundaries

If I should tell you what I think, That's not me glowing in the night, And you don't have to acquiesce, (For fireworks fun is never fight.) If heart spews colors when you’re near, I am not saying you're the one, But when there's popping in my ears, My chores are always left undone. Though moonlight begs to ask for dance, I swear your sparkle makes brain stall, Not knowing right from left seems dumb, For punk like me, one chance is all! As I grow old, if you're still here, Let's have some wine, our brains embalm, New stars glow red; before I'm dead, "Would you please be my Cherie Bomb?" Long Tooth July 4, 2017