Sunday, January 15, 2012

The Light Flame



Lights came from the flames
Enlighten the darkness,
Filling my nights with lights
Making my heart in flames.

Burning into the candle stick
Colors of yellow and red like a stick,
Making it mix in orange in the candle stick
Light up in the air like a stick.

That is how it in flames me
That is how it burns in me,
Filled my eyes with flaming light
Filled my heart with burning delight.

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