What does the moth love about the flame?
As it flutters around the fire of death
Innocence gets burned
And regret arises too late
The flame of the candle flickers
I, a helpless moth enticed to the brightness,
Dance around the dazzling light
Heat ignites my skin
My heart craves for the pleasure
Masking the pain
What is it in you that I cannot resist?
Your enchanting glow set my body ablaze
Passionate ecstasy,
Fervent desires
Fill up my senses
The fire consumes the nub of my being
Until the temporal madness starts to fade
Between one heartbeat and another
The flame dies away
And the moth suffers the aftermath pain
Of torn freedom
And all that’s left
Are ashes of perished bond
Flames turn into dust
Everything always comes to an end.
