Candle and Light

loved played by inanimate objects.

Lighter and candle
the spark and its keeper,
The love that they have
is pulling them deeper

Deeper into a passionate state,
where lighter and candle
had much to create

Within a few weeks
the fluid was gone,
The one thing that
was keeping them strong

Lighter and candle
together no more
What they had together,
they chose to ignore

So both are left empty,
candle and light
Hoping one day,
again they'll ignite

Author's Note

one of my favorite poems

Reviews

[serpent]

i think its more of a phase that will perhaps fade away with time...the fuel that bonds two lovers together may have vanished but it wont be long before its back once the roses spread their petals on the touch of early morning dew...that being said the phase has its moments of pain...and sometimes its by choice that we want to feel this pain...not realising that we as humans dont really go well along the lines of doubting our choices and start playing the blame game...
i can just hope that the candle and lighter will ignite once again..brigther than ever this time and the intangible fuel of emotions wont dry this time...

[Jim Parson]

Wow, you are kinda good at this! I'm loving this one! I have to stop saying one is my favorite because then the next one makes a liar of me. Passion cools, but hopefully, it is replaced by something even stronger. At least that's what I tell myself.

So which were you, the Candle or Light?