You make an art
out of attraction.
Luring lady moths
to you like a fervid flame
to burn their wings
and scorch their hearts horridly.
You break through
the security of ribcages
to steal slow-beating hearts
only to shatter them
when trying to tug
your hands through the bars.
A con artist
who has mastered attraction,
still making an art
of love lasting.
© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush
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