It came to life with a spark
It licks the air,
The little flame welcomes all
It offers its light happily
Surrounding all in its warmth
Shelters all with its glow
Little flame burn wild and bright
Bite those who come too close
Living in waxed plight
Dance little flame,
dance your little heart out
Let those see your light
They'll always live in your shadow
Little flame burn bright
With that much you'll ignite
YOU ARE READING
Distant
Poetryjust short poems about stuff Was previously Bliss, I got bored of the title
