Captured
A moth drawn to a flame, captured inside.
By a spark in his heart, that widens his eyes.
Consumed by flickering wonder,
His heartbeat rages like roaring thunder.
A boy drawn to a girl, captured inside.
By a spark in his heart, that widens his eyes.
Consumed by a girl,
He lays sleepless, head in a whirl.
Thinking of her, her glowing smile.
Her electric vibration and deadly beguile.
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