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When we were joyfulness,
we were secret fireworks.
and when we were bitterness,
we were wolves in plain sight.
Jim Marchel Aug 2016
Everytime I see your bubbly smile I'm actually watching fireworks.
The air smells explosive when you let that first one go and I feel the shockwave hit my chest.
You light up the night, not once, not twice, but for what seems like forever, so radiant and clamoring its impossible to ignore you.
You captivate me with quickly blooming blossoms whenever you snicker and I want nothing more than to sit where I am and stare at you for hours.
You never get tired of releasing your light into the world, and you never get old; you only get more beautiful to me from beginning to the end.

*Save the finale just for me.
Fridge Jul 2016
Two lovers who never quite were,
Two perfect matches never lit aflame,
One burned out and left in a blur,
One saved spark and stayed the same.
The ghost of what could have been
Orange letters
On a black screen
Speaking of danger
Hot and intense by nature
No small sparks
To light the way
Of children's to be
Favorite memories
The middle of summer
Begins to mean
Uncomfortable nights
And light shows
No more
Fireflies
Beautiful dancing
Or bond fires
Just the bittersweet memories
Of a different year
The joy of years past
Leaves you sitting on the hard floor
Crying
For no other reason
Than not seeing
Those stunning bits of fire
That lit up your childhood
Having them withheld
Has brought you to this
Tears running down your face
As the bombs crack around you
Recorded many years past
With the sound of others
Enjoying the sight
Your favorite part of the year
Yet you never knew how much
Such a small thing could mean
Until you're left
On the wrong side of the fence
Hand in hand
With a new one
Different than years past
Who wraps their arms around you
As the tears slide down your face
Reflecting fireworks not seen
Such a sad Fourth of July. So much has changed in a year.
NeroameeAlucard Jul 2016
Exploding
Snapping
Crackling and occasionally whistling
As they soar through the night sky
To a glorious explosion that lights up our eyes
Bringing out the wondrous child that's sometimes
Lost to us and we need to rediscover that youthful exuberance and wonder
And faith in that everything will eventually be all right

And that's why I'm so thankful for the fireworks tonight
Happy 4th everyone
Isabella Rossi Jul 2016
I was going to tell you

That I think I’m falling in love

With you

It’s just that I thought

You’d have enough to celebrate today

It being The Fourth and all
Blinding bright colors
Exploding in the night sky
Lighting our freedom
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