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Oct 2013
I am a moth to flame
Staying due to habitual thought
Struggling to get to the sun
Your eyes the sole warmth I want melted into my wings
To be free, to have you, to run and break
Dust falling onto your clear finger tips
Pounding my heart into your thoughts and lips
So you breathe me constantly and when you flicker I cannot see
Blind eyes parading around as if they were visionary
I hit over and over
Until I'm weak yet these fragile fingers fasten tighter
Damaged but never receding
I want you
Although truly
I want the comfort of heat gracing my world
You are another light bulb in a life of hallways yet I will not escape
Because I love you
And it's all I know.
E Hartwig
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E Hartwig
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