moth's wings

April 24, 2010
By Christmas BRONZE, Orlando, Florida
Christmas BRONZE, Orlando, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
"We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It's an infinite playlist."


jewel red,
blue,

green
butterflies – or


moth’s wings
unspoken
and unseen

Fire – Fire –

ring of fire
kissing flame and hot desire

hurry – hurry

wooden doll
dancing ’round the scene
ever closer to the blaze
never ceasing,
nor to faze

entrancing
with the scarlet stare

dancers of the starlit flare
kissing, licking, ever-burning
like the

clockwork
ever-turning

Fire – Fire –

ring of fire
kissing flame and hot desire

flutter, flutter


ash wings
hurry to the flame
only in its hot caress
does want begin to wane



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