Moths To the Flame
The porch light flickers with the power
Of a thousand watts of electricity
Colorful visions swimming in darkness
Across our eyelids we see
Tiny sprites dancing in unison
And we're drawn together
Scalded as we touch
Like flies frozen in place
By the webs their lovers weave
We are moths to the flame
Copyright © A.E. Rivenbark | Year Posted 2014
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