Gabrielle L. Tastet
Moth To Your Flame - Poem by Gabrielle L. Tastet
I’m drawn to you,
Like a moth to a flame.
You singe me
I, in my stupidity come back for more.
The pain you cause me,
I’m numb to it during the process then,
Your light goes out for a while and the pain attacks me once more.
Eternal.< br>Then, your flame, it lights again.
This time, you actually burn me.
I, in my misguidedness come back for more.
The next time,
The burns could kill me.
I know my semblance isn’t as appealing as yours,
But, I am the one who cares for you the most,
Oh will you ever see?
No, the flame has no attraction to the moth,
Just the moth to the flame.
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