II.
‘No more wishing over candles’
Was the promise I had made,
Post happenstance of prior years, where
I had made my thoughtful wish, and moments later
Watched it stick, like captured kites,
With armless might –
To burning lips of candlewick.
‘No more wishing over candles’
Was the promise I had made,
Post happenstance of prior years, where
I had made my thoughtful wish, and moments later
Watched it stick, like captured kites,
With armless might –
To burning lips of candlewick.
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