Summer’s end
The dreams they are made of light and love
pieces of the day and places in the night
Uncovering what her heart wants most
and letting him grant her this deep dark desire
Shhh don’t tell anyone
She can’t say it out loud
it all becomes too real and she will take flight
Like a firefly at summers end
her light will flicker and she will be gone
Search the darkness for a trail
where there is none
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