Moths

The similarities between moths and ourselves, as we are drawn to the light

Like moths

 

In the dark we fly

 

To the glowing light.

 

My beauty

 

Beckons me to touch

 

That which brings me pain.

 

Hurting I withdraw.

 

Warmed with false fire

 

But

 

I love her touch

 

She calls. I answer

 

She burns. I won't cry

 

I will always praise

 

This gorgeous

 

Light of mine

Reviews

[cilla]

I love what you've here and wonder if in the end we aren't all moths drawn to the flame. Soft and subtle imagery, beautifully written.

[Poetic82]

AHHH YES, we are all drawn to the flames of fire. We must learn how to use fire for it's positive purpse, lest we get burned. Keep it just close enough to keep you warm, but avoid the 3rd degree's because those you heal but they can leave you scarred. Just remember love's purpose.