Firefly

                                         Aroused by air          

                                      caressed by night,

                                         My love is near

                                             do not fight

                                           Away, firefly,

                                       towards the light.

                                     Darkness surrounds

                                       the deserted tower,

                                         the elements felt,

                                           then devoured,

                                        by hungry hands

                                      siphoning the night.

                                             Go, firefly,

                                        towards the light.

                                                         S.K. Lindeman