A candle burns
Hot to the touch
I cant help but reach
and feel that rush.
The pain is delightful
and the Heat
Buring bright.
I have to let go
But i cant look away
I just want to sit here
Forever...Just stay.
I burn..
like a candle on a stomy night
bright and wavering
waiting for first light
will you be my shelter
and comfort from the storm..
will you love me
and never let me mourn
I love my fire
it burns from within
wavering slightly
but never going thin.
Just spewing...
Comments
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Excellent
A very fine write, indeed. You expressed your thoughts quite well. Thanks for sharing this one with us.
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Great metaphor, but it always burns out.
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Nice...
Oh that internal, eternal ember... I like how you made it burn. Good job!
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Spewing or not...the goddess flows within you
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