Lovesick
Lovelight
I am writing by lovelight
In the peace of my bedchamber
With my soul set to content.
The multifaceted flickering
Of the candle in its glass
Serves to remind me
Of the ebbing and flowing of life.
Here in the safe cocoon
of my slumbering room
all can be considered
reflected on
and put to bed
by lovelight.
<Deleted User> (18118)
Sat 3rd Mar 2018 19:01
Beautiful poem.
Hannah