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Firefly Gazing
Firefly gazing
Under starry skies
But even ol' Great Bear
- Whom never hibernates, let alone for summer -
Is out of sight,
Out of mind
As the short nights begin
When our eyes shut down their rocket ships
We need not travel on a glance
To glowing star dust
Threading needles of imagination
To make shapes
Nor wish on shooting stars
We can't touch,
For a little while
(Though that's it's own fun)
But, for a little while,
When firefly gazing,
The galaxies come
To us sitting out in the meadow
Several land on you and I
Turning to each other
With glowing faces
Two seemingly orbited bodies
Covered in star dust
Some twinkling,
Some streaking
Glowing shooting stars
We can touch...for a little while
Melodious and astral reverie,
Melodious and astral reverie, stretching encompassing. The second half puts the poem in high gear like a slingshot on the outbounding flex. Where is tha fave button on this page?
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