Flutter, flutter <br />on the window, <br />letters will arrive so soon, <br />Bringing news <br />of loved Berliners <br />this is war, <br />we love the moon. <br /> <br />Morning spat <br />into the mist, <br />wings long gone <br />windows kissed. <br /> <br />Smudges attract <br />moths just like light, <br />eat of our thoughts, <br />spawn a new blight.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moths/
