O' wick candle
I steal glimpses behind the dark
Your body pure
Inviting is your naked spark

Amber your glow
The only hue that ignites my soul
My wings respond
Mine heart whetted, manic I grow

But why thus so
While your light won't flit my way
When I draw close
My depths wantonly burn away

If not my wings
Surely my spirit suits well at least
Nary a bow
Not even a nod to put me at ease

Coaxed to linger
No vows could quell the flaming deceit
Yet I would rather
Char than be scorched skin deep

Weaker it grows
My beating bough 'neath your careless shine
O' wick candle
I still smolder inside, heedless of time