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This Burning Moth

I want to run to you

 

and burn up

 

in the Supernova

 

that you are.

 

 

 

I want to cast my

 

laborious space suit

 

aside

 

and step into the

 

delirium

 

of your bright shine

 

dancing the stars

 

away

 

into infinity.

 

 

 

I laugh at my insanity,

 

A death wish high

 

that surely will fall

 

but this teenage feeling

 

cannot go unnoticed

 

for it has me by the

 

head, heart, guts, and balls.

 

 

 

You take me to my depths

 

and you raise me to the Sky.

 

You move me to

 

Cuming and crying

 

in sacred

 

silent stills…

 

moments of candor

 

and flow

 

that ease the crust

 

of days gone by,

 

accepting

 

what I do not easily feel

 

with others,

 

as just the state of affairs

 

on Planet Earth

 

or perhaps

 

my delinquent account of the Heart,

 

projecting its lonesome love

 

dove

 

out to the seekers

 

that surround me.

 

 

 

For you my dear

 

are at One with me.

 

At home

 

in the Great Abyss

 

of

 

this Life.

 

 

 

We dance in it

 

together

 

And I forget of

 

this passion

 

I feel so fervorently.

 

 

 

thank you

 

for the gift

 

you awaken in me

 

that I can feel

 

this Alive!

 

 

 

You are so fucking Gorgeous!

 

 

 

I want you.

 

 

 

I want to Burn in you…

 

 

 

like a moth

 

in a flame.

 

 

 

Burn me up.

 

 

 

Burn me Up!

 

 

 

Fast.

 

Now.

 

 

 

Impulse drives

 

me to your doorstep

 

without a key

 

the door of flames

 

burst into my

 

heart

 

and takes me

 

to the place

 

of no names,

 

no words,

 

no nothing.

 

 

 

I drink Here

 

for the day has light

 

and the night

 

its own dark blanket

 

and I hide in both

 

until  I’m reminded

 

by you

 

of the glory

 

of Truly Living.

 

 

 

Eric Grace

 

7-29-11 ©

 

for Liz

 

 


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