Fireflies from darkened nights
scatter moonlight beams.
I recall a love drowned now,
buried out to sea.
I wonder if the fireflies
try to light the way
to loves now lost to endless time
and the ocean's salty spray.
Enchanted by their tiny light,
their statement of decree,
I celebrate remembrance
of love now lost at sea.
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