Cold Blooded Killer

I serpent knows no boundries
A moth knows no home
Wandering down a familiar path
Or flying where the wind blows

Coiled high up in a tree
Settling near on a branch
Peaceful, unaffected, coexisting at a glance
Out looking for prey
No longer hiding from the day

Strike
Startle
Grimace
Flutter

"Like a moth to a flame,"
This has become a game
You need a calming cure
But my dear, it's only a lure
For fire will scorch those pretty little wings of yours