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Theyremember being moth and flame,consumed by love’s burninglure.
for Poets and Storytellers United--Weekly Scribblings #73: Butterflies and Moths.
This is ... delicious.
Thank you. 😘
Oh yes, yummy and gorgeous!
Thank you, my sweetest Rosemary.
Yes, it seemed like a good idea at the time . . . .
So say many of us, lol!
Oh, that is marvelous!
oooooow....delicious is exactly what this morsel of musing is XXX
Mind you humans can be just as gullible too.
Spare. Beautiful. THANKS!
Thank you right back.
Beautiful poemHappy WednesdayMuch💛love
Thank you, Gillena.
Stunner of an elfchen. People do throw themselves into very unwise situations sometimes.
Indeed. And they get 🔥d.
Words and image make for a magical blend!
Thank you, Bev.
Fits the picture and the moths beautifully. Your blonde lady reminds me of the blonde who went into the soon to be darkened room to shut off the light. She . . ...
Memories are such curious things...
To burn and burn out. I always liked a love that was a slow burn and not a flash in the pan.
Too hot can get just too hot.
Perfectly matched poem and image!
OH MY! Perfect example of less is more. Not another word was needed. I felt them as they were, and as they were not. Excellent write.
Oh, thank you for that JC! Your words have made my day.
This is very seductive!!! Big Hugs!
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