Sunday, February 1, 2015

Flying too Close


Flip flap
little
soft

furry
wingéd
thing

Saw the sparks
from afar;
came to see

Flitter flutter
drawing
near...

So bright
-- it burns
so bright --

You've never
seen
such light

Flippy flop
nearer still
you venture

Beady eyes
aglow
from wonderment

It's all you see...
it's all you
want...

You need to
feel
its heat

-- A rush --
and you
let go

Flicker flash
-- you're in flames --
Silly moth. 

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