O. Candles. I love candles. So romantic and slightly evil? Maybe.

Yours seems that way.

Amazing. I love it.

~Jen

Thanks for making me blush! I wrote this with my eyes heavy with tire, yet somehow I sort of "channeled" it in a way. But thanks again for reading, my friend!

Lots of oximorons in here. The candle emits a darkening whim instead of giving of something full of light. The shadows are of light instead of being dark. I like those. I can tell they are very symbolic. It just frustrates me immensely that I cannot tap into your mind to see what the metaphors mean or even create a meaning that relates to myself. This is a very beautiful poem.