A Moth

August 10, 2010
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Like a stick of shriveled cinnamon
Offset by creamy white
I think of you and cry
Lost in the shadows of paint
Until the fluttering grows faint.

Like rain-splattered leather shoes
Slid on veiny feet
My heart goes out to you
Caged by carpet and shoelaces
Even as cool glass separates us.

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Aredhel said...
Sept. 7, 2010 at 10:27 pm
This touched me. I love the imagery here. I was wondering, would you comment on my story?
Hummingbird This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 7, 2010 at 7:21 pm
Absolutely wonderful! What a.... I am struggling with words. Almost mysterious. With such strong emotion. I like. Very much. I like the style of the poem. I like your similes and style for this poem. Thanks for sharing!
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