Lit Candles
Candles flicker like a lover's whisper,
tickling walls with whimsical illusions,
becoming purer, becoming crisper
with cinnamon swirled laughter fusions.
3-7-2020
Reference: Warm Poetic Jots, 12-18-19
Contest: Rithimus Divisa 2
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
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