Old habits

Megha's World

I got too close to you
I was drawn towards you
like a moth to a flame
My fingers were itching to touch
to feel your shiny existence
I got too close to you
close enough to feel the warmth
of your
simmering soul
but then
instead of feeling the cozy
all over my body
I got blisters and
a suppurating skin
a sore heart
a welt soul
I got too close to you
and I got burned
Maybe I should have
listened to my mother
who was always worried about
me playing with fire.

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31 thoughts on “Old habits

      1. Thank you! It comes with memorizing hundreds of songs 🙂 I remember being struck with the image and thinking what a great poster to have over the desk in my office. If memory serves me correctly, it was a small desk he was sitting at and there was ‘Poet For Hire’ written across the front. It made me smile!

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  1. There are always those things we know are bad for us, but perhaps we are too curious or perhaps we think somehow the bad will turn good. But, you are right and describe so visually and vividly how we end up burned for returning.

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  2. I’ve had a similar experience. Sometimes, when you see someone from afar, you see them as warm and open but when you finally gather your wits to go talk to them, you realize that they are just the opposite.
    You captured the feeling so well in words.

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