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Black Candle

I lit two red candles for love
lit one black candle for your death
I blew out the flame of insane
jealousy and cursed your name
with each breath
the stars are holding our time
the ceremony covers no favors
the candles keep burning a scent
of lost love and its sexual labor
and its distasteful flavor
the night lines the stars so perfect
and your flame burns a heart of another
while my candles still throw flames
of my sick gypsy lover
never returning is my lost gypsy lover

 

©2014, Timothy James Swenson