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Wednesday, September 12, 2012

THE CANDLE





A flicker sways…
Embraced ever so intimately
As the breeze delicately
Wraps around her ethereal esse.
Intertwined in her lover’s embrace
She slowly rises and dips
Burning hotter by the second.
Their passion can never be quenched…
They dance deep into the night…
They are one, the breeze and flame
Never meant to be apart.
They caress one another slowly
And dance like there is no tomorrow for them.
The candle upon which they dance
Sheds a trail of tears…
Knowing that tomorrow will never be
For these enraptured lovers.

©March 28, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

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