Toni Atchison

Rookie (03/15/61 / Lincoln, IL)

Apollo In Candlelight - Poem by Toni Atchison

How candlelight loves my lover.
It catches his eyes of green
and turns them into jeweled orbs,
sharp and precious-
seeing all, judging none.
It carves his beloved face
into a study of amber light,
so like a Greek god of old-
brought to new life in him.
The light of the candles
chases his hands as they move
along my skin.
I become his painting-
of light and shadow,
a study in honeyed light,
countered by jet.
It turns my tears to saffron jewels,
my sweat to amber,
precious gifts to him.


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  • (4/5/2008 6:03:00 PM)

    great poem. I recently had a feeling like this.. Earth hour. as I sat by candle light.
    Something romantic about it.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 5, 2008

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