Candles Edge
I peer at you through the corner
Of a sleepy, tired eye
Basking in your flickering glow
As the night drags on.
Dancing in melting wax
Your beauty and danger,
Mix well.
Liquid to Flame-
Half sleeping, half awake
Rendering myself powerless
You dance before my one
Opened eye.
Restricted by the glass that
Retains your solid form
The flame is I…
Pushed to and fro with emotion
The wax,
My Soul…
Melting from solidity of life’s confusion
The Glass,
My Life…
Limited to what I can see through
At most times.
The Radiance,
My blindness,
To see what I truly can project to others.
And I have a twin Soul
That can see these things also
I’m not totally alone,
Nor are they.
CMT 4/20/04