My goodness, what is that I see?
Upon the bleak, black horizon,
Why, it appears to be a spark.
Nay, that's no ordinary spark!
A lightning bug!
A firefly!
Come closer, dear friend,
For it has been far too long since I've seen you,
Fluttering toward my way!
Oh please, dear spark,
Alight and enflame my heart!
It has been a long time since the heat has warmed my skin!
A raging inferno,
With the heat of a thousand suns!
I shall burn myself a new beginning!
...
Oh?
Ah, but alas - you are not for me.
I must give you to another,
that they may feel your light,
Your heat.
And ghostly emerald flames,
And ethereal, mournful crackling,
Is all that I have left to see,
No warmth for me.
Alight, dear firefly, but not for me,
And give another that sense of glee,
And, until we meet again,
Hiding in darkness I'll be.
...
My goodness, what is that I see?
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Stories, Poems, and Dreams
Short StoryWelcome to this little book! This is gonna be some of my better small works - poetry and short stories, for the most part, with the occasional dream that I actually end up remembering mixed in. So, sit back, relax, and prepare for a bit of angst! MI...
