Flickering the flame of a candle burns <br />drawing lines when you awake, <br />there are patterns and dark forms <br />that it makes on the walls, <br />your eyes gleam, <br />there is suddenly a smile that touches me, <br />you are supple and soft against me <br />and forever I could lie like this without any movement.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flickering-the-flame-of-a-candle-burns/
