your love is a moth | Cithara Patra
you’re drawn to my light
my small, flickering glow
though tiny, you move in
like a moth fluttering about
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you caress the nape of my neck
your kisses tickle my throat
your soft touch dances along
my body as you embrace me
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like the moth, you take me in
you can’t survive without my flame
you surround me while your shadow
drapes over my warm, quivering body
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together, we’ll stand in the light
basking in the rays and warmth it provides
for your love is a moth drawn to my fire
and we’ll never be torn apart
Cithara Patra currently lives in NC. They've written for a few literary journals including Poetries in English, Instant Noodles, and 50 Word Stories. In their spare time, they travel, solve logic puzzles, and check out local restaurants.