cosmic dance.

a while ago i went to the peanut festival, and my friend ryan and i struck a deal. we would each write sonnets about fireworks, and we would present them to someone to judge. while i do not necessarily like this poem, it's the only work i've done with our little deal. we'll see how it is received. :) comments/criticism welcomed. (ryan, this is the best i can do RIGHT NOW. and don't take any of my ideas, EITHER :P)

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Cosmic Dance

Fire screamed across the sky,
Green, gold, red, and blue.
Fireworks gave iridescence to the air.
Late on a Saturday night,
We closed our eyes, and still the sky
Appeared a cosmic dance of fire and movement.
Even through eyelids, we saw fire shoot;
Clear and brazen across the usual black.
The red held tight to the blue,
A curtsy was given to each other hue,
And together – they each danced,
Quickly, effortlessly, gliding across.
That night, the Light was seen and heard.
Stars, moon, sky – jealous, silent, lost.