i thought of you today.

fire flies hovering above the lilies and lariope.

at dusk i saw their fluttering wings.

in the dark i saw neon twinkles, guiding them.

there were no fire flies in your life before me.

i fluttered in.

i hovered over you for as long as i could, trying to guide you to me.

you landed somewhere else.

fire fly, will you return to me?