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23 January, 2011

A Heady Romance


A chance meeting, a heady romance

A risky business, a slow dance

That is all she wanted

That is all he promised

She flitted around

His charms he turned on

She agonized over the consequences

He burnt them into oblivion with his passionate gaze

A few close, clandestine encounters

Oh the brilliance of them all left her dazzled

But she realized the lurking danger

He was after all a stranger

He did not flicker, he did not blink

His intensity and fervor did not let her think

She drew closer as if in a trance

A risky business, a slow dance.



But oh she forgot like Icarus had

Fire was the sun, his wings were wax

Her wings, they crackled in the heat of his flame

She burnt up, she burnt out, she called out his name

Oh a fool she was she never saw through his game

Who does she have, but herself to blame?

Why does a moth get attracted to fire?

Is it how nature planned it

Is it just plain desire

Attraction you would not call this

Them the science people they call it phototaxis

Oh but she wanted it

And he promised it

A chance meeting, a heady romance

A risky business, a slow dance

Silly moths, they’ll never learn

It is almost as if they love to burn

For them this adage would never apply

“Once burned, twice shy”.

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