Saturday, May 24, 2008

As The Candle Burns Down



As the candle burns down,

So I am wrapped in my own heat

Slowly melting

For want of you.


As the candle burns down,

Only a night breeze can make it waver

Slowly melting

Like a dream of you.


But tonight,

As the candle burns down,

My eyes won't close.

My desire is too loud.

And your absence

Is the blue

At the heart of the yellow flame.

7 comments:

susanna said...

Such a beautiful poem of desire and longing.

PS: I added you to my blog roll this morning. :)

Fireblossom said...

Thank you, Susanna!

Cynthia said...

Oh, such a desire and a misting
of sensual feeling.

Fireblossom said...

Mmm, "misting", I like that. Thanks for commenting, sweet Cynthia.

Sharkbuttocks said...

Meow!

Fireblossom said...

Sharkbutt! *smiles*

flipside records said...

Excellent:

"As the candle burns down,
So I am wrapped in my own heat"