I lit a candle
Burning
Then the match
Burning
Watched the fire grow
Burning
Even as the glow
Burning
Touched my skin
Burning
I put it out
Burning
YOU ARE READING
To you, from me
PoetryPoetry I wrote when you were on my mind and when it hurt to be alive. I'll love you always. From, me
Put it out
I lit a candle
Burning
Then the match
Burning
Watched the fire grow
Burning
Even as the glow
Burning
Touched my skin
Burning
I put it out
Burning