Love is like an insect

An entomologist of feelings,

Love -lust so appealing,

Like a moth to a flame, time

and again, I am attracted

by your light,

The sound of your voice,

 Arouses me, like a cicada

calling, to a mate,

Drunk on your nectar, like a bee

I am collector,

Love-lust so appealing,

Love lust unreeling,

Will love die

like a tragic mayfly, in the blink of 

an eye,

Or will I be bound like

ants on the ground, to servitude,

Will I hover in the sky like a

sparking firefly,

Forever at the gate trying to attract my soul mate.