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Like a moth to a flame you draw me in.
And every time I am invited by the warm heavenly glow.
You calm my nerves, rub out those wrinkles, and hug away those tears.
You know just what to say; sometimes I think you know me more than I do myself.
You make me laugh and smile and our souls mingle.
But it’s only a façade.
You hold your palm up every time, keeping me out of reach.
Holding my lips from yours, my heart resides outside the gate you’ve created.
And the key, it seems, will be forever dangled in my face.
And like that proverbial moth, I get burned…every time.
I fall every time.
Still I haven’t learned, still invited by that warm heavenly glow.
Who’s going to calm my nerves now, rub out those wrinkles, and hug those tears away that you’ve made.
You know just what to say because you know me so well.