Shine

We found sanctuary in the secret places, hidden between spaces that separate the city from the sky. We're filtered by rays that flirt through clouds, and in the brief moment before sunset, we shine like angels that have kissed the ground. Touch — until we find ourselves in trouble, and then, just a bit more. For we're runaways and rebels who only have ever known danger clawing for our shadows. Heartbeats hum with the flutter of wings, but even that's too loud for the things you can only say through soft, soft whispers. Concoctions of ecstasy to course through veins, for this second won't last more than a second, and you never know if there ever will be a second. We sew stars to the highest reaches of our blanket forts, pulling together constellations so distance becomes imaginary. Light sparklers to make wishes that are too delicate for the ferocity of fireworks. 

How lucky we are to know the elixir of life in the magic we make.