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I’ll love you in your sorrow,

When cold streams through the open window,

And night sucks the dreams from your pretty head,

I’ll pick you up, and carry you outside,

Where we’ll stand amongst the fireflies,

Trying to count them, but failing,

And you can trace stories in the sky with a finger

While I whisper in your ear,

And kiss along your neck,

And touch you

From behind

In the shadows,

Where all the stories’ names elude you.

I’ll whisper the words

You simply forgot,

And put the dreams

Back inside you.

Then we’ll feel our way back to the bed,

Eyes wide and sparkling,

And you’ll know how to count the stars:

Just like fireflies,

All at once.

7 comments on “How To Count Fireflies

  1. Macxermillio says:

    Wow, so dreamy.

  2. Beautifule reading. Love the ending which is a nice tie up for the poem <3

    1. You’re welcome 🙂

  3. This is beautiful…you’ve made something cliche into something fresh.

    1. Oh absolutely you can count on it 😉

  4. This is such a beautiful poem, and then that last line, oh delightfulness multiplied!

    1. G says:

      Thank you so much, Carolyn! That’s so kind of you to say. I’m glad you enjoyed it! Stick around. I’ve got some new poetry coming soon.



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