Burning wick burns down slow. smoke in fired light we all know. lovely musky scented incense sticks. a dreary world. different sense of woe. of darkest mood the lit candle flickers its haloed glow.
Thy candle wick burns for you white light burning bright dripping hot wax sealing our bond our fate a promise tonight power in its glow and glory drawing you nearer moth to flame old neon sign greasy spoon no plates clank coffee sits cold clouds moon misty night pull over to the side empty street… Continue reading Candle