Candlelit Desires Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

10: 47 a.m.
Candlelit desires, hiding timidly in the darkness,
awaiting love to bring them to fruition, flickering
delicately, flames burning brightly, showing, and
guiding the way to my heart.

It sits within, dreaming of the day when someone will
come along and take it, wrapping it within their own
heart.

Living companionably in a romantic heaven here on
earth, never again being lonely or forlorn as it's
held forever in an the unconditional heart of another.
10: 48 a.m.6/22/15 RoseAnn V. Shawiak