One person
One spirit
One candle
The flicker from the candle
Send shadows across a fragile frame
Her knees are weak but hold in place
She kneels, not out of respect, but out of love
A box, a chest…a coffin
Pale cheeks dry now, but jaded with lines of sorrow
They say she shouldn’t have come
At first refuse to leave, but seeing her eyes
Has them bowing out
She bends before him, their candle lit
This will be the last time it will ever shine
For tonight it will bleed dry
As the candle starts to die she steps to the coffin
“My love, my life, my wish.”
The candle fades to nothing
Two spirits
Two hearts
Together again |