~*Candle*~

Flicker, flicker
goes your petite flame.
A small smoke melts into my heart,
your fire burning into my soul.


I take a small breathe
as it fills my lungs,
pureness overflows the room
quiet rustles seep from your silent whispers.

A honey scent fills the air
with your burning wax falling

falling

falling

it's about to fall to the bottom
but yet, it stops...
Turning hard but soft
keeping my spirit awake.



~*~*Keria Storm*~*~

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Miraman, in the year 371 AF.