Poem -

Moth

Moth

Moth
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I fly with wax wings
under the cold moon
looking for shared beds
where kisses are exchanged
instead of words
and bosoms sleep in greedy hands
surrounded by spying stones
I stare into eyes in amazement
who read love in other eyes
I actually singe my wings.
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