I see her above me
and I am a moth
I’m drawn to her like a moth to a candle
Her brightness allures me in my dark world
I circle her to look again
Now I feel her warmth warming me to the heart
I fly closer
Circle her once again
She’s so beautiful
so warm and infinately deep
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I break the circle
Fly to her
Want to be with her
but she singes my soft powdery wings
My fleshy body is burnt
is burning, boiling to the core
to the heart
My eyes melt and ooze from their sockets
As they do, I catch a glimpse of her
behind me as I fall
Then it’s black
Black and hot
I thud to the ground
My corpse crashing
Crunching like a plane of war
Hot and twisted
I die.