a softer night, a different
kind of care.. I need
an old fashioned thing,
simple comfort to wrap me in;
candle light so I may hide,
in softer shadows, I need the
soothe, the gentle flame,
for eyes that burn, eyes
that prickle.. though I refuse them.
Tonight I need to hide,
the dark encroaches, and
I fear this dreadful ache..
I need the steady flicker, the slow
burn wick, to mesmerise,
to keep the night away..
hold back this hollow feeling,
this bereft.. heavy in my bones.
Tonight I am alone so
I light a candle, to assuage,
this awful ache..
I am quiet, alone..
with
a flame that gutters...!!!
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