The Moth


I am the moth drawn to your flame
If I should leave you I’ll never be the same.
So many questions & never an answer
Perhaps it’s that mystery which keeps me enamored.
I am the moth that’s drawn to your flame
Round & round I go do you feel the same?
Your silence is deafening
& I’m the one to blame for being the moth drawn to your flame.

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About yaussiechick

Dual citizen of Australia and America loving life and wanting to share my love of writing and life with others.

Posted on June 20, 2013, in Narrative, Poetry, Random and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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