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Moth

A Poem

By CatsidhePublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Moth
Photo by Paul Bulai on Unsplash

The candle has basilisk eyes.

I am frozen,

Mesmerized.

My rusalka lives in flame;

She will drown me

In the flood of her red hair.

Her siren call

Lures me ever closer.

I must answer;

Beauty draws me on.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Catsidhe

Pronounced Cat-she: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat-s%C3%ACth

Anonymous by necessity,

Vocal by choice.

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  • Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago

    Fantastic poem! Great job!

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