Gleaming Daggers

Gleaming Daggers - Curved double bladed smile, it is the light reflecting off their polished surface. Eyes of Mischief - Glitter as luminescent stars on a clear midsummer's night. Exploding - A heart that bleeds strength with each firework like beat. . . beat. . . beat. . . beat. Fluttering Hands - Touching lightly, butterfly wings, a wispy brush. Framed Fire - In a halo of light bursting through the atmosphere as if a million falling stars Sparks Shutter - a memory becomes the future as if pride had to reinvent itself in silent searching I found this unfinished poem in my papers, any ideas of how to continue/finish? -->Thanks to Justin for His Contribution