Dance of the Fireflies

Dance of the Fireflies

‘neath the celestial sky To fireflies I whisper, They hum our songs with yearnings soft and spur our souls.   Like golden confetti  they gyrate lost in trance, They hover until twilight ‘midst the willows tall.   Bashful stars shy away  screening...
Love me the way I want

Love me the way I want

    Love me the way I want, So that I shall know it’s true…   Love me – not just during the period of twilight Before the hours of dawn, But during the bright hours of daylight, Under the shining sun…   Love me – not just when the night...