Burning Candle
Candles burning
Beside my bed
I have this yearning
To be with you instead
In your grip
In your arms
Kissing your lips
Feeling safe and warm
Two lost souls
Making sense
Always making it known
Our love has hopped the fence
Feeling you
Next to me
Brings me to
Complete ecstasy
Two lost souls
Clinging to another
Making it known
We complete each other
Candles burn
Beside my bed
I�ve learned
What love is again
- Joeann L. Hunter *Revised 1/8/02
� 2002 JoAnn Kornatowski
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