The Moth

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Shadows dance across the wall
jittery and exotic in the firelight
Eerie glowing from the ashes
as the fire glows with all its might

The moth flutters nearby, mesmerized
caught up sight an sound with the exotic
fluttering ever closer to the flame
hypnotized by all that is erotic

Too close - the flames lick out
hot enough to singe the fragile wings
closer still - the moth will surely perish
and as she dies she sings

"Twas the beauty that drew me near
and twas the rhythm that kept me here,
but twas my own lust that caused the sin
and my own actions that done me in".

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