The Pyre And The Moth Poem by Lilith Van'Nightinveil

"Oh, those eyes, like embers fiercely glowing, " Their heat, a beacon, irresistibly showing. I am but a moth, you, a blazing pyre, Caught in the flames of an unquenchable fire.

"Your gaze ignites my soul, a burning blaze, " A lure I cannot flee, despite the daze. In the shadows of love's consuming light, I wander lost, entranced by your fierce sight.

"Yet still I flutter near, despite the harm, " For in your flames, I find a strange, sweet charm. Our love, a dance of passion's fierce delight, Two souls entwined in fiery, endless night.

'Though drawn to you where danger and love meet, " I'll face the blaze, embracing every heat. In the warmth of your eyes, my fears disappear, A love so intense, it borders on sheer.

"Together we rise, though the flames are high, " A bond forged in fire, under a burning sky. Our hearts, though singed, are stronger by the hour, Finding beauty and strength in love's devouring power.

In your inferno, I find my true desire, A love that consumes, a perpetual fire