lei fraser

I am idle tonight,
as I watch the candle wax fold
And melt into the dish.
Thoughts drift and sway,
like clouds on a breeze…
Still my heart from beating,
while the light dances across
my fingertips.
I cannot hold this captive in my hand,
Any more than I can build a rose.
Instead, I let the light slip through,
free to flicker,
And dip to the shadows…
Eyes closed. Eyes opened.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
I drink from this cup of tea, and
Feel the ridges
where the cracks mark its ceramic face…
Heat radiates outward,
as I cradle it close to me
The candle gutters,
drawing shadows closer
Nothing forms.
Everything forms.
The pulse, I feel it,
in the tips of my fingers,
And it blocks the cold hard surface
Of the window.
Eyes closed. Eyes opened.
Breathe in. Breathe out
I am idle tonight, as I watch,
The wax fold and melt, trace the rim
Of my cup with my finger and feel the
Candlelight dance,
In my heart, in my soul
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