Illuminate

Tonight I watch candles commit suicide.
They devour their own body
and wax drips down
until they are no more,

but oh how they express elegance
in their short and humble lives.
Their aroma, so beautiful.
I could only mention to you
the ravishing smell
of vanilla
and spice;

No, but you
would understand the candles
self indulgence
if you were still here.

Flames would sparkle against the wall.
A silhouette of lovers would dance amongst
the ceiling tiles.

Spiders would rejoice
and watch
as passion fills the room once more.
They are sick of counting dust flakes
and watching this girl live her life
each day without a single moment
taking place.

Somewhere in this world
you could also watch candles burn,
but only I can show you
the desire expressed within the flame.
We both lay alone tonight
as bits of wax frozen within ourselves.
We cannot simply ask for
a burning love.
It takes self sacrifice
to illuminate.