June 2nd…

firelight and fireflies

dragging lips on fingertips

blustery wind bouncing from hilltop to valley

but change, this way, does not come

resilient bulbs re-surface, in the name of newness

but change, this way, does not come

how can light be constant, and go dim?

me eyes search for answers where there are no sounds to play

wings and whispers…

dragging lips on slender fingertips…

~Anaïs Faythor