Moth drawn to flame...irrestible, so dangerous.
Flight to light...disappearing into that beautiful
consuming fire, beckoning...lending to downfall.
Oh, candle blow out...transform the moth.
fly as doves...Wake the dawn with a winged
heart...essence divinity.
Accepting nothing less than a mate, mind
unburdened, soul free...assisting the heat
of the flame, warm bodies colliding with
love...an abundance of fireworks within.
Glowing embers...fuel and feed that
eternal flame for life.
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Be always safe,
Karen