the fairy tales,
they were written
about you
about us
about the stardust that dances
on your lips
that lights my up my skin
like a million fireflies
in the dark forest night,
the flickering embers
in your eyes
that burn in my chest
like a sea of dancing flames
in the midnight sky.
it doesn’t get any better than this.
happily ever after
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
Where's the Glory?
In breaking news, rehabilitated Republican Senator Johnnie Johnson (Pronouns: HE, HIM, HIS) called a press conference from the Men’s room of the New Orleans Louis Armstrong International Airport, Concourse B, across from the Ignatius Reilly’s Lucky Dog stand. The Senator had just returned from a sexual reorientation rehabilitation program in Memphis, TN after being publically disgraced at a Buckee’s Truckstop restroom soliciting sex from an undercover cop three months ago. He is a founding member of the Reformed Christians for Christ, a conservative, pro-family and ex-gay advocacy group. In the spirit of being reborn, Senator Johnson invited reporters to marvel at his plans for a major remodeling of airport bathrooms.
By Cathy Schieffelin5 days ago in Humor
Comments (2)
you such a perfect writer
I'm always enchanted with the visual of fireflies lighting up the night sky and your wording was so vivid and lovely. This was just beautiful :)