Our Candle Poem by David Harris
Our Candle
When we met
our candle burnt brightly,
then it began to dim.
We relit the candle
hoping it would burn brightly again,
rekindling our passions
to lock ourselves in each other’s arms
and become the two young lovers
as we were once before.
Our candle has a second chance
let us never let it flicker
and go dim again.
18 November 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
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