At ten I caught fireflies
in the Chicago night
cupping them in my hands
giving them to you
...
There are fireflies in the sky tonight
obscuring the stars
and they all reside in your eyes;
you not seeing them
...
It was the eternal summer of her soul
which mesmorized me-
a shiny shimmering-
which glowed in the day time
...
We dance under the nascent moon
delicate twirls, eye twinkles
and tree shadows
far away horns blowing
...