An Ode To The Moth

An Ode To The Moth

Oh, beautiful creature

with your dark and dusty wings.

Your tiny beady eyes

and hairy little bodies

define who you are.

The way you look,

sitting on the door to my house

waiting to sneak in at night and scare me to death,

is so inspiring.

The way I watch you flap your majestic wings

around my room

is a mesmerizing feat.

I wish you bombarded my peaceful room

more often.

I wish you would keep me up

till 1 AM

just trying to get you out of my room.

I wish you could see 

the surprised look on my face 

whenever I see you in the house,

and probably a few tears too.

Maybe then you might understand,

my passionate love for you, oh moth.

S. Weenie