Moth Collector

watch the lit match burn
the tip glows red
as the wood blackens
flame shrinks
spreads
and grows again

flame is often used to express passion
did you know that little girl?
of course you did
you're smart
yes you are

too bad fire hurts
child and the oven and all that
like a moth you fly
reaching closer to the candle
entrapped
then caught
wings snipped
still beautiful
but broken
pinned down in glass case
for all to watch
only i to touch

look at yourself squirm
your skin turns red
your eyes blacken
body shrinks
spread
apart again

you are pinned in my glass case
dear moth
flirting with fire
now you'll feel the burn
forever.