'DANCING CANDLES"
"DANCING CANDLES"
Warm and soft, it drips through my fingers
Running like a river
Down at the bottom it pools and lingers
Dancing and swaying with the thick and heavy air
Like someone doing the Salsa, so sexy
To watch is one thing, but you can't help but stare
Smelling of white musk, so sweet and nice
It makes you feel good this aroma
Specially made to entice
Outside the air gets heavy, down comes the rain
Rivers filling up holes and pooling like ponds
Off of the leaves it drips and goes down the drain
The trees are dancing with the wind so high
Howling and whistling, bending back branches
Lightning strikes, thunder claps, this you can not deny
Watching the tiny drops on the window pane
Safe and warm, ready to climb under the comforter to watch
The streaks of the lightning, drums of thunder and dancing rain
Safe and snug and so much delight
Candles flickering, storm pounding, heat rising
Like the two lovers under the comforter dancing tonight!
Dori Wheeler 27june09
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