I Edit My Heart Till There's Only

I edit my heart till there's only one firefly of light then I hope to die looking into her eyes in the dark it's where we'll share our one-and-only house my soul will be as humble as a dormouse giving thanks I'll gaze at the moon because I'm sure it whisper some truth I'll stare out at all those other tiny smoky roofs tops and wonder if another firefly found its way, and walks around in just, its winter socks I edit my heart till there's only one dart hits its mark as I lie down with you, I count my blessings once again it might as well be a solar system of stars I'm-counting each in their arc at the bottom of our garden gate it might as well be all the angels in heaven and every dawn chorus singing bird, I ever-heard it might as well be every deadpan mobile-phone face that stare into the emptiness wishing they were me.