moth to a flame
Hold to me for losinglest I crumble
blow away on a breeze
Take care of me for choosing
that when I'm dust
I'm ground beneath your knees
Make love to me, be soothing
so that I never forget
become lost to love, in despair
I am a moth drawn to flames
and crave to burn me back
yet I claim of fire what it kills
I am in death rocked by agony of ecstacy
so willed I cling to fire even as I'm killed
I am in life as I was in death
This passion is too sweet to bear
my life is painful so that you realize
my deaths the sweeter that you be spared
Hold for me my choosing
lest I tumble
fly on a breeze
Take from me my bruising
love is the dust
the ground beneath your knees
Make love of me, be soothing
that forget I might
I'm told, find love or despair
I am a moth drawn to flames
and crave to burn me back
yet I claim of fire what it kills
I am in death, life, and birth
rocked by agony of ecstacy
that unwilled I will be done
I am repaid by death to be released of life
this passion is too sweet to bear
it would pain me if you did not realize
True love is priceless because its rare
Hold me to losing
lest I grumble
my words fly away on a breeze
Take me for my choosing
that when I'm dust
I'm ground beneath your knees
Make love to me, be soothing
I'm hot for love in cold despair
lest I ever forget
I am a moth drawn to bright flames
and I crave to burn me back
I'd claim of fire what it steals
I am in death as I was in life
rocked by agony of ecstacy
that unwilled I will be done
I am released of life to be repaid by death
this passion is too sweet to bear
my love, impossible to resist
Intoxicating don't forget your share
realize love is what you've missed
lest your journey not justify your fare
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