The candle licks the air
No breeze, just still, hot and sticky
It's so silent that I can hear my cat purr and my ears ring
My drink is warm and my stomach, rumbling,
but I love the flickering of the last and single light,
A love only I can appreciate in this quiet house with no children to interrupt or anyone else to spoil
this little piece of peace.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 12:14 AM UTC
The candle licks the air
No breeze, just still, hot and sticky
It's so silent that I can hear my cat purr and my ears ring
My drink is warm and my stomach, rumbling,
but I love the flickering of the last and single light,
A love only I can appreciate in this quiet house with no children to interrupt or anyone else to spoil
this little piece of peace.
