There is a depth in candlelight I love.
my heart onto paper.
The way it illuminates my room
as I remember the scent of wild flowers.
hold so much joy, shame, and ease.
I feel at home as I strike a match,
and inhale the bittersweet aroma.
as I feel your presence behind me,
with your gentle hands
upon my shoulders.
I close my eyes to the dim light
and remember a flawless goodbye.
a soft kiss to my cheek,
you silently turn your back
to walk away.
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