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Making Love in the Firefly Forest
Making Love in the Firefly Forest
Our tail haloed friends blink merrily
to the tune of her deep-throated warble
to let me see the passion play of her face
as though she were a soul rising in ecstasy
from purgatory into heaven.
Our tail haloed friends blink merrily
to the tune of her deep-throated warble
to let me see the passion play of her face
as though she were a soul rising in ecstasy
from purgatory into heaven.
Published 1st Jun 2018
| Edited 2nd Jun 2018
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1st Jun 2018 10:20pm
I love lightning bugs ... used to collect them in jars (with holes in the lid) ... some great summer memories ... thanks John
1st Jun 2018 10:50pm
Much thanks, my friend. I did what you describe too as a kid. Here we have two grownups making love in the woods under the glow of those phosphorescent friends. :)
John
John
