Silver Winged Moth

The Silver Winged Moth
flirted with the flame
wanting to touch
yet afraid of the same

she did her death defying dance
in the glow of his light
knowing self destruction
would be her final plight

a little too close
her wings like fragile lace
ignited by his heat
would vanish without trace

yet she was driven
by overwhelming passion
continuing to tease
in this maddening fashion

drawn like a magnet
to his red hot fire
torn between caution
and intense desire

hypnotized by the flame
caught in his embrace
Silver Winged Moth
victim of her chase

MjG.© 8/95