Firefly

Firefly that's burning bright,
You fill the air with your light.
It draws me in, captivates my heart,
From left to right you quickly dart.

I gaze at you with longing stare,
Wishing you could be mine to care.
I dare not touch that light like a match,
And wonder how you I could possibly catch.

With an outstretched palm should I wait?
Will waiting long cause my heart to abate?
Should I try to grasp you with all my might?
Would you submit to me or put up a fight?

Your light wavers between bright and dim,
A testament to my love, so fragile and thin.
If I manage to catch you I'm keeping you for sure,
I wonder if I'll find it, and if I'll love her.*

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*The last line differs from the others because "it" now replaces "you". The "you" subject of the poem is now gone, since it only existed in my head in the first place. The "you" does refer to a specific subject, and the last line is a clue as to what kind of subject it is.