My Recurring Escape

A Poem by Emma Claire

We know we will not last

As a moth is drawn to a flame

it cannot linger

and we cannot fall

Escaping reality with

a partner in crime we are

guilty! of emotion and desire

Whispering sweet nothings to sweet no ones

A sunset is warm, beautiful, quick, and quiet

and we shall be as well

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Added on August 6, 2014
Last Updated on August 7, 2014
Tags: Poem, poetry, love, relationship, summer, sunset, fling

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