#13 "Moth"

114 18 9
                                        

~ "Moth" ~

Yes, you can call me that.

A wanderer wandering

in the dark and devoid,

eyes looking to be quenched

by light -

a soul to fancy

and be fancied

by -

"Lovestruck"

Is how I felt when I 

stumbled upon you

aflame in the dusk,

warmth sunk into my bones

as I ambled closer

(what a glorious glow you had)

and wavered softly

to the winding of a chorus

I thought was there -

Oblivious love.

"Ashes"

for a heart, dust for a body

watch me wither,

Devious Sun -

lying in desaturated gray

Shattered,

Deceived.

[Nov 26th-2014]

Withering LightsWhere stories live. Discover now