Hi there Laura,

I'm fascinated by how moths are drawn to the light, and you capture it really well here. It was like watching a moth flying, close up, in slow motion.

For some reason, the word 'rent' jumped out at me a bit awkwardly. My brain immediately thought of the sort of rent where you rent a house, but then I realised you meant it in the other sense. That moment of confusion broke the flow for me - but perhaps it's just me and my odd, dyslexic brain :-)

pulling against love

I particularly like that line.

A haunting poem.

Mermaid

Thank you Mermaid
maybe the word rent would have worked better later after introducing the word torn?
I may work on this poem...it kind of came out suddenly yesterday having not been on writewords for ages!
Moths are a bit tragic aren't they? They stop throwing themselves at the very thing that will finish them off!

Anyway.....the feedback is helpful. Cheers.

that is they can't stop!!!