MothA Poem by pressedflowersI feel bad for the way my body reacts to you Dreaming of all the things we shouldn’t do Can’t let myself get attached to you Caught up in the way you make me feel Not head over heels but trapped in your light A moth drawn to flame I want to shed all memory of you And at the same time preserve us in glass Every moment more refracted than the last © 2022 pressedflowers |
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