Decorate me as you please.
Eyes lit up like candles,
bright flames casting shadows over your face,
over my form.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Wax twists down slowly,
tortuously,
melting toward me as I can merely watch,
waiting for you to burn through me.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
I force myself to smile,
sweet like frosting,
a pretty picture for you as I watch,
waiting for you to burn through me.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Before I am ashes, you blow out the candles.
Make a wish.
I wish I could leave, but I can only watch,
waiting for you to burn through me.