The Moth And The Fire Poem by Tim Vallie

Never was a love quite so fierce
As the moth drawn to the fire
As dark of the night, the fire did pierce
The moth overwhelmed by strange desire
Nothing else mattered, naught but flame
There was only the light in the gloom
For such desire, we have no name
For the passion that leads to doom
The moth cared for the end of its days
It cared only for the fire
The moth showed its love in that fiery blaze
Embodied the depths of desire
It thought not of doom or sorrow
It thought only of the firelight
It cared not for tomorrow
Only for love on that night
The moth did sacrifice everything
For that fiery brief embrace
The fire devoured it, burned it’s wings
Of the moth it left no trace
Never was a love quite so fierce
As the moth drawn to the fire
As dark of the night, the fire did pierce
The moth doomed by desire