391 Like a Moth to a Flame [17 March 2001]

In the garden of my dreams,
I see you there.
A tall figure in black,
face shadowed by the light of moon,
your very presence defying the laws of dreams.
I feel the pull of your gaze,
your eyes piercing through me
taking me in as I am.
A shudder of fear ripples up my spine,
intimidated by the way you smile,
yet a fire lights within my body
and I am drawn to you,
like a moth to a flame.

 

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

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Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Newbie weight lifter. Love cats and baseball.
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