Here, 

take my hand and we’ll make a run

for the fireflies.

We’ll dance with our umbrellas and weave ourselves into 

Moonglow. How many times have I told you

Nightfall is just life reborn,

Reimagined under the scintillation of stars?

See how we’ve laid our youths

bare and beautiful in the flowerfield,

Fertilised by a dozen showers. 

Sprouting emerald glistening 

in our irises. 

We found a home next to each other in the grooves of birches, 

The birdsong a lullaby 

for our drooping eyelids. 

I want to live every twilight your eyes have held. 

Twin luminescences. Brighter planetoids.

We’ll write our own fairytales, wish another spring

Into bloom.

Look at the way we’re sculpting our own escape

with mud-stained palms.

Rain-slick hair behind flushed ears. So many stories

untold, glazed on our lips. Souls begging

 to be explored, our trajectories mapped, 

interwoven.  

Stay.