cold light in the distance
finds attraction in mid flight
a short life staccato
in the steam of green cities
one numb to the humdrum
and the flash of pure glow
one lies in waiting as
illuminated bodies glide by
femme fatale in the darkness
sends her signal forward
he responds and flies forth
with flashing adorations
ardor in the twinkling as
the crush of love approaches
but she imitated his species
and devours him instead
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