By Arcassin Burnham
I saw you staring at the stars in the pale moonlight
but didn't wanna bother,
you got that goofy personality I like,in relation to your
stupid brother,
Pretty Moth, that will never get burned,
don't you see,we are stronger,
no time left to figure out on how to kiss your lips
in this Florida weather,
I was always down for you whenever you wanted me,
I was always here when things got rough for you and me,
You are the epitome , the angel of my soul that could never
Get rid of me,
Infatuated with your everlasting devotion that corrupts my
Energy,
Are you hearing me?
I.will.surrender,
My.heart.to.you,
In.these.final days,
I.am.with.you,
I saw you staring at the stars in the pale moonlight
but didn't wanna bother,
you got that goofy personality I like,in relation to your
stupid brother,
Pretty Moth, that will never get burned,
don't you see,we are stronger,
no time left to figure out on how to kiss your lips
in this Florida weather.
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Author:
Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 24th, 2016 10:11
- Comment from author about the poem: ©ABPoetry2016 http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/10/moth-without-flame.html
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Sounds like a rap. or a love song!
seriously..this could definitely be part of a song brutha...nice work
i love how you speak of the angel of my soul , and the pretty moth which will never get burned ... this is quite lovely 🙂 and lovely beat to thie piece
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