At the mountain top
On the camping night
Both sitting on a rock
Watching dim-yellow fireflies
The twinklings flashing into the balls of their eyes
Mesmerizingly beheld; mouths open wide
Getting excited to catch them tight
In the firm fists with all her might
With twisting smirk smiled her lover alright
Not a big deal to catch one of the fireflies
Childish she was for a ling time...