Flicker
For all those who live in shadows
blindly, I pray
that light may shine on them and set
them free.
For no man wants to live in darkness
surely,
light a candle for them, help them to
see.
Would you burn one for me too, I once
preferred both cream and blue. Come on sweetheart, burn one just for me.
And since my colours are run dry
and gone now,
I can not read your poems lately,
neither can I
sing to thee.
So would you burn a candle for me,
burn it bright and all night long. Then place it on your window sill where I might
feel the heat of thee.
And should the wind or draught dance
lightly
upon and with my candle flame, I
shall know that you do love me, rightly wrongly but not in vain…