Hope and Butterflies

You draw me in
as a moth to flame
I cannot hold back
the lonely nights
they all spill over
to a moment of warmth
and like a tide
I wash over you
threatening to flood your shores
to drown your reason
because you decided
to breach the dam wall
to see for yourself
what lies in the heart
of a quiet man.

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