Isled in the midnight air,
Musked with the dark's faint bloom,
Out into glooming and secret haunts,
The flame cries, ' Come! '
Lovely in dye and fan,
A-treble in shimming grace,
A moth from his winter swoon
Uplifts his face:
Stares from his glamorous eyes;
Wafts him on plumes like mist;
In ectasy swirls and sways
To his strange tryst.
COMMENTS
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fangsmakemesing
19:32 Mar 07 2008
like it
hellsdaughter666
23:25 Mar 11 2008
It is vibrent and vivid. very attractive.
Gingerrose88
22:53 Mar 15 2008
thy poetry warms my heart , as my love for thee is as boundless as the sea.
Gingerrose88
00:56 Mar 29 2008
that is beatiful my love just beutiful.
love your girl katie
aka kitty
Boxfull0fSharp0bjects
23:12 Mar 29 2008
aweome ... good job
TsarinaOfNight
02:57 Mar 30 2008
i like it
XSilverxMoonxNightX
21:48 Apr 14 2008
AsTrAlRoMaNcE
23:48 Apr 16 2008
I enjoyed reading your work very much love... Beautiful writing :)
brittanie
15:35 May 06 2008
ow babe that is so cute i love you love brittanie
LoverOfBiting
23:28 May 07 2008
This is a beautiful poem