"THE FLAME"

I felt like a moth
fluttering around a flame.

Afraid to leave
yet afraid to stay.

I had a burning desire
lost all my senses.

And was trapped behind
many unseen fences.

What to do now
I had not a clue.

Finally decided
'tis better to move.

I moved from the flame
and felt safer somehow.

'Tis much colder here

but more protected now.

Copyright © 1997 T. J. Daniels

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