Fire Flies

photo credit: Markus Grossalber sparkler via photopin (license)

It’s lonely out here,
Out here in the echoes.
Watching the moths dancing,
Risking it all on the wing,
Dancing in and out of the flames.

I’ve always been a creature of the night and it feels
Unnatural, after all these heartbeats contemplating
The shimmering possibilities here within the silence,
Anticipating the delights that exist
Within the reach of those flames.

© 2019 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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