Catching Fireflies - A Poem by Apollo

"what did you want to ask me?"

The sun inspired me

The moon left me longing

Your voice left me speechless

Your hand gave me comfort

An exhale tells my tale...

I didn't write about the sun, but how 

wonderful it is to know that every day is new

I didn't write about the moon, but about the 

sweet melancholy of a beautifully lit night

I didn't write about your voice, but about the 

joy of what was said in love

I didn't write about your hand, but about the 

substance of real intimacy

muse my fraction in the frame

quicken fanning of the flame

nucleus, it's hearts desire

passion stokes cascading fire

There is no song without a sound

There is no waste in passion found

For all that leads to beauty's gold

Fireflies caught and taken hold...

~Moses Apollo

Finding It Again...In The Balance...

There was a boy

A very strange enchanted boy

They say he wandered very far, very far

Over land and sea

A little shy and sad of eye

But very wise was he

And then one day

A magic day he passed my way

And while we spoke of many things

Fools and kings

This he said to me

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn

Is just to love and be loved in return"

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn

Is just to love and be loved in return"

Yeah...it's still somethin like that ;-)