The Candle Poem by Sebastian Melmoth

Need a flickering glow of light

Strike the match, ignite the candle, flame arising

The flame beautiful golden dancing on top of its structure

Anticipation, the hours we will have together

Wax trickling down, watching with fascination at its descent

Golden light on our faces, creating animated shadows on the wall

Precious time melting, talking reading, capturing our thoughts in the time we spent

Each inch the candle once standing tall, each inch now a memory the candle starts to fall

As we finish basking in the awesome glow, we lean in as if to blow a kiss of our appreciation

The flame now out, this candles chapter closed until we need its flicker of hope once more.