! ! ! ! Light The Candle Poem by Twisted Strange

It sits there beautifully
Tall white and unlit
Glamorously showing off
Writing its own script
A lighter flicks on
She likes the flame
Not for the pretty
She has no idea why here she has came
It's flicked off
Then flicked on
Tall white and unlit doesn't know
That after sunset comes dawn
She asks tall white an dunlit
Come see my flame
Unlit follows
Thinking innocent no spark of blame
A side comes out
She flicks the lighters switch
Tall white and unlit sees
Not knowing the girls itch
The wick is lit
Tall and white burning
No more glamorously showing off
Her love of the lighter no longer yearning