Silences The Candle Poem by Eric Cockrell

break the glass and come to the altar,
naked, as you are...
for this is the kingdom of the dove and the wolf,
and this bed holds the secret trove.
one cannot bind wings,
wings are bound by air!
there be no sacrifice
in dying for love....
the gift is the giver,
the giver the gift....
leaving night to define these shadows.
to love and madness,
and the glory of loss!
when mortality becomes two stars...
two stars exploding in the darkest night,
raining light that silences the candle!