A budding writer's collection

Candlelight

No, I'm not looking for a blaze of fire,

Don't you know it destroys all in its way?

This heart is a carefully curated tray,

Each compartment in it holds its sway.

This world we live in,

Tumultuous, yes!

Chaotic, yes!

As unpredictable as the sea waves

Only a fool would love the fire,

I'd settle for a steady flame,

Don't you see it, how tame!

So gentle and soothing, it's to this dame.