Under their Glow

I watch them as they dance around the darken haze of the night
Lighting up as they pass as if they are calling out to one another
I stand in the midst in awe of the simple joys they bring to the summer air
I cup on in my hand and think of all the thing fireflies make me think of
Sweet summer romances, laughs carried by sticky warm winds
The tender caress of joy as it heats up my skin like the hot sun’s light
I stand as the clumsy bugs gently tap at my bare skin
I stand still trying not to breathe to loudly
Afraid that if I breathe too deeply summer’s pace will increase
Then it will be gone and the leaves will fall around me
And with the change of seasons you will go too
As if you only can love me under the glow of the fireflies