In the Candlelight

Form: Free Verse

Flickering flames
golden in reflections of warmed honey
dripping slowly
scattering your thoughts
to winds of oblivion
like fireflies on arced wings
reaching for moonlight
all in a single
delicate touch on your skin
remnants of time filtered
by intense sensations
your desire
my desire
in fraught fragmentations
of thoughtlessness
as senses combine
taste
scent
touch
vison and sound
healing and soothing
the emptiness of sensual need
and we’re caught
trapped together in our mindlessness
seek comfort found
in swirls of silk
and cold shackles of steel

©JGFarmer2020

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