Your
candle
has
burnt away t o d u s t
It's
merely
A soft, g l o w i n g
flicker
The wax
it d
s d o w n t h e s i d e
of your candle
Without
the air
to guide your f l a m e, that
burning
passion
All
You
Are
Is the memory
The tale, the smoke
Of your candles'
wicker
YOU ARE READING
The Road To Forgiveness
PoesiaMy fourth poetry collection. Sometimes... you just can't let go.
