Candlewick

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  • Allegory

    Candlewick
    The tip of a core, alight
    burning;
    a heart encaged.

    Consuming by the flame,
    Melting,
    Trap in the middle of a ring

    While the concubine
    hides in the dark.

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    Phoenix9 commented on Candlewick

    09-20-2009

    very well done,hidden with in is great meaning brought forth into the light
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    BearNurse commented on Candlewick

    03-23-2009

    simple but very sexy! says more then what is there....thanks!
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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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