Fireflies

Sparkling, like a million Christmas lights,
Against a backdrop green.
As warm as the setting summer sun.
Your eyes aglow, never has such beauty been beheld.
A touch so soft, like a feather floating in the breeze.
The sweet smell, so difficult to place, yet so familiar;
It is comforting.
I am home.
Though I know not where it is;
I am home.