The star of your love became
a firefly in my hand.It was
shining in that night, in which
you started to be existent for
me to make my life become
a little earthly paradise. I
realised that your star was, in
fact, a Lampyris noctiluca falling
down from a tree branch on my
palm like the ''l'' from the catadromous
elver, or like the ''un'' from the
punoetry. You became the
bioluminescence in my crepuscle.
Marieta Maglas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/signaptic-evolution/
