Moth
don't confuse me for butterfly
i have a hunger for heat
delicious meat of fire
dancing thru fingers & teeth
curled behind eyes blinded
by such proximity
don't worry don't stop me
from where you stand you see
suicide kamikaze naive
fluttering fly by i crave
don't save me from my
burning treasure
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2010
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