Treasure Island

Silverinna Annastasia

(12/09/1995 / Elizabeth)

Lovely Flames


Loving you always hurt me, but I could never stay away.
At first you pushed me away, but then you opened your arms to me.
It was easy, at first, because you let things sway.
But your true colours began to show and now I see.
You are the flame, and I am the moth.
Your flames were the brightest and I became your attraction.
I became your small, defenceless moth.
And I was too slow for a reaction.
I burned in your fire.
I burned in your desire.
My soul singed in your lovely flames.

Submitted: Wednesday, January 04, 2012
Edited: Friday, January 06, 2012

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