La candela, the candle
of Hope and Fear,
your heart guarded, but longing...
to set your heart aflame.
it flames, it flickers,
your touch like sparks, igniting everything.
My smile, bright like glitter,
like the stars in a midnight sky.
Sweet words, sweet smile,
sweet compliments like candy
making me melt like butter and
we're moths drawn to the flame.
our connection, yearning for
that same hope that shines in the midnight sky.
La candela, the last reminder
of the last hope we have.
So, why don't we burn together?
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 9:02 PM UTC
La candela, the candle
of Hope and Fear,
your heart guarded, but longing...
to set your heart aflame.
it flames, it flickers,
your touch like sparks, igniting everything.
My smile, bright like glitter,
like the stars in a midnight sky.
Sweet words, sweet smile,
sweet compliments like candy
making me melt like butter and
we're moths drawn to the flame.
our connection, yearning for
that same hope that shines in the midnight sky.
La candela, the last reminder
of the last hope we have.
So, why don't we burn together?
If anyone has read Aurora Burning, you'll recognize the last words ;)
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