the candle



      i
  am a
flame
as    i
consume
  your gift
  you   are
   the   font
     and  source
       of     every
        thought    my
         body's     gift
         of            life
          my         spirit
          transmits      in
          light          the
          love           from
         your        created
         form              and
         i                 would
        burn                for
       ever                for
     all                   to
    look               and
   see                for
  you               do
  make           me
what        i am
and      what i
would   to be
for     i am
hot   upon
this wick
this
c
o
r
you   flow den   love
so   softwith   molt
that keeps my flametalive you glow   with
h
inner   light   myalove   as   light
t
that   shines   thru'flesh   and   i   delight
s
to   touch   your formso   warm   beneath
d
my   hand   and thoughewe   change   in   form
e
as   every   momentpflees   yet   we
 
will   each   toweach   provide   what
i
each   most   dearlytneeds   my   love
h
until   our   hour myilove   is  done
n
when   flame   doesdieand wax   does freeze




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