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“…i feel like a moth and you are an irresistible bonfire, and i hardly know you…”

 

Moth 

 

A winged sunset flutters, drawn 

toward the lamp behind me.

 

Addled by errant desire 

it bumps my knee, 

leaves a smudge of moonlight.

 

Recovering, the moth drunkenly swoons toward the glow 

again 

heavy-winged and awkward, 

a novice angel.

 

Now stained glass before the light 

it feather-drums the lampshade,

 

insistent

 

delirious with longing.  

    

Copyright (c) Anne Yohn2003. All rights reserved. 

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4 Responses to ““…i feel like a moth and you are an irresistible bonfire, and i hardly know you…””

  1. S Says:
    November 27th, 2007 at 10:02 pm

    did someone make this declaration to you?

  2. Rachel Says:
    November 28th, 2007 at 1:24 pm

    uh huh

  3. s Says:
    November 28th, 2007 at 2:47 pm

    that’s quite an attraction (not surprising given the recipient) – is it the person who attacked your feet of clay?

  4. Rachel Says:
    November 28th, 2007 at 7:55 pm

    yep

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