Being with you is like
Running through a field of fireflies
Under the purple skies of twilight.
Tiny flashes, in the air, rise
Creating a show of sparkly designs
Like the stars shining in your eyes.
Glows pulse through the night
Relaying messages in a code divine
As you hold my hand and smile.
That moment etches in my mind,
And in that moment, I realize
I’m the night and you, my firefly.
Forever together, our fates entwine
As we make memories of love and light
In the shimmering field of fireflies.
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