By Jewgee@aol.com Date: 15 January 1999
Like a Moth to A Flame, (I am drawn to you) Mesmerized by your eyes, (that burn brightly) Made weak by the sound of your voice, (that whispers in the heat of passion) Aching for the touch of your hands, (that warm my skin) Wanting to reach out to you......... Only I am afraid I might get burned. (like a moth to a flame)