A Flame For The Moth Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul
A Flame For The Moth
the dance has started
as the moth draws itself.
flutter around my heat...
move closer to that which you desire
come to me.
pulse in my flame.
bring your passion.
in me, fill your soul need.
caressing your every move
I respond with heat
I watch
every shudder and lick
swaying to you
I am hot enough to melt desire.
my touch will leave wings singed...
but no longer throbbing.
hi eila I love this one very expressive Poems that are expressing ones true heart feelings are best in my view I have a couple I think you would like Very shakespearan in Nature 'the dance' and 'Pleasures of thy heart' Enjoy them Namaste Peter
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 3:42:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hot, metaphorical