Flickering candle
upon your windowsill.
Softly lighting
the darkened room,
with you upon the bed.
No words spoken when
you take me into your arms.
Your kisses excite me,
and the scent behind
your neck.
Only me and you,
and the candle
on the window sill,
know all that we do.
Moonlight dust
shimmering upon
your silhouette ,
upon your hair,
as we make love
by candlelight.
Secrets we shared,
memories,
that no-one can erase.
Sacred memories,
nights forever,
in my heart.
Reflections of
shadows making love
against the flickering,
burning candle, against
your window pane,
as we become,
forevermore,
Candlelight Lovers
as seen through the
mirror of memories.

@original by
Dorothy Fontaine