wings of shaken moth
little like the wings of shaken moth
is my hole of love for you
a soft and whimpered touch
has turned us gray and limp
like left behind kittens and worried mothers
our love is numb and weak
but day does shine much brighter
from our broken moments
a love that bound our souls
from broken potted fools,
i'll live to see you sing
of tossing waves and bundled blues
of days long with hope
and forever home to us too
forever i will hear your soft and spoken woes
no longer touching but always there
i'll love you always and never more
go on, fly among the wings of shaken moth
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