firefly

they
are barely
in flight
these amber
lights
with wings
on this soft
summer eve
near a rippled
sleeve of stream.
they almost
seem heavy
with love,
dipping
in and out
of darkness,
managing
a slow
but bright
strange glow
for all of
us and them
to behold.
they almost
want to be
caught and
held, and
smiled upon.