candlelight

the spirals of your sighs are intoxicating,
sending small whirlwinds to the floor.

how mesmerizing,
the tilt of your countenance in the low candlelight.

stars drip like a steady flow of ellipses
glowing in the dark,
melting from the curtains of your eyelashes.

how profound, the questions
in your eyes, the worry
etched into the corner of your mouth.

the revelation of twilight
flickers past your fingers, drifting
like a child off to sleep.