Firefly

remembering young youth-
 we would catch fireflies -
They glow in Palms -
august nights seemed calm.
Days now chasing fireflies-
 like dreams -
chasing running-
 catch lucky ones that glow-
but only to be dim for a second-
some don’t chase-
wasn’t our firefly-
 Liking august still nights-
 you were around -
brown eyes glow-
that day  found firefly-
who always sparked
 when around-
saw a light in both.
flickers off-
 brighter again-
chasing the firefly was worth it to find that spark.
finding the firefly love
so firefly-
 where ever you are-
hold me close
whisper in my ear your fear of letting me go.