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Dance of the Midnight Lepidoptera: By R.E.Craig (1 Viewer)

Richard.E.Craig

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Dance of the Midnight Lepidoptera By R.E.Craig
She drifted on a evening breeze,
dusty,pink and brown.
She skitted low and high in graceful arcs,
a dance performed in silence.
She,that graceful moth whom seeks the light,
who deftly moves in earths nightly realm.
She there in the darkness saw,the glow that lit my window,
and with the balmy air of summer blooms,in she came.
High and wide,her orbits flew;in ever decreasing circles,
a heavenly body tethered to the sun.
Her flight guides her closer and closer,the tether growing short,
bathed in lambent clothes.
She kisses and flirts with hot gleaming bulb,
this creature of shadows.
Cosseting want of life excites,to want and know the light,
never ceasing saunter,drifting to and fro.
Mesmerized I watch her dart, go-that-away-and-back,
confusing drifting prance.
Casting fluttering shadows,eclipsing shadowing vale,
dancing on the ceiling.
Obsessive cult of light she worships,all through the night,
all trough the night.
When morning comes, and to the sky the heavenly sun does take,
no sign of her who danced last night.
No sign of her who sought the light,who sought the light;
who sought the light.
By Richard.E.Craig
 
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