summer love

love isn’t all it’s cracked up to be
in fact, i’d say it’s more
it’s walking through a field at night
where you’ve never been before
and though blinded and lost, you walk hand in hand
until there is a faint  glow
as hundreds of fireflies rise from the ground
and light wherever you go

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