the light flickers
the candle plays tricks for me
a warm ambient glow,
its life, simply there for my entrancement.
if only you were the flame of this candle.
then I could watch you dance and play sensously
instead of watching shadows
make shapes reminicent of you,
flicker on the wall,
wishing you close,
feeling your warmth.
Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 10:06 PM UTC
the light flickers
the candle plays tricks for me
a warm ambient glow,
its life, simply there for my entrancement.
if only you were the flame of this candle.
then I could watch you dance and play sensously
instead of watching shadows
make shapes reminicent of you,
flicker on the wall,
wishing you close,
feeling your warmth.
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