A gentle swirl of life
Reveals her motion
Hypnotic and alive
Moth to the night
Devotee of light
Moon absurd
Neon Light
Falling
Death
Falling
Neon light
!Attainment!
Thirsting for moon
A romantic, a lunatic
Never attaining her love
Never attaining Salvation.
Would you rather be the moth
And forget the distant radiant glow
For dear death, for a sudden salvation?
If you would, I understand, times have changed.

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