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Lightning Bugs

Lightning Bugs

Love should be more than a flash in the dark.

Like Fire Flies dancing in the night,

Desperate lovers flit about, 

finding each other in random glory. 


Two become one, merging their luminescence

Into a brilliant flash of radiant bliss, 

Bravo, to them I say, 

filled with joy that they've found their mate.


But all too soon their lightning dims 

and they part again, 

Dancing in the dark until a new pair 

meet and glow anew.


I wonder, staring at those glowing flickers

as they dance. 

Why, if such beauty they create, 

do they part again so quickly? 


Why not is their love strong enough to bind? 








This nightly dance is much of sadness as it is joy. 

For even as each merging of the light,

signals the joy of new found love, 

the glow fades all too quickly, 

leaving only the cold of night. 


Then they wait for the lightning to strike anew, 

darting toward a new and incandescent flash, 

only to meet, and part again. 


I pity these glowing orbs, 

these lightning bugs as they dance at night. 

To us, they seem as afflicted in the curse as Tantalus, 

never to truly taste the fruit, 

or to drink or the refreshing waters of love.


I was once just so cursed, 

but in my lover's arms, 

I am freed of that nightly dance, 

and may now sit, with her, 

watching the Lightning Bugs flicker in the dark.



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