In quiet contemplation sit gazing at the candle , the flame dances
Images flicker though my mind as thoughts of him burn through me.
Does he know my inner most desire?
Can he know that when I dream it's his face I see
His grin teasing and mischievous, reflected in his grey eyes
An embrace warm and inviting, a comfortable place and yet more
Can he see the flame that burns in my soul ,
He has heard the whispered I love you,
I dare not risk what we share now, it is a precious thing
To lose him altogether would be more than I could bare
Perhaps in time he may return my affections
But for now I sit in quiet contemplation wondering if he knows the depth of mine ?
2002 RBH
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