Candle Of Love Poem by George Aul

I hold on to a memory
of someone so special,
I was alive and excited
for the first time,
it felt so right...it felt so intense,
but like a candle - it lost its brightness,
finally burning out.
I still desired the intensity,
I still longed for the brightness;
her candle of love never burned again,
only a melted remnant remained.
That memory burns
brighter than white heat,
but only one candle is ever lit.