"the Candle Keeper: Candelabra"
- Oct 3, 2016
- 1 min read

Shuddering shivers
creep up 'cross my collarbone
as eye watch the feisty flame flicker,
trooping chills up my back.
It breaks, it cracks, and dances:
a golden swirly, slithering moonwalk
suspended in a
blood red pool
of glistening wax,
hosted by
an hourglass
of wishes well made.
-©2016 Jennifer Ayala










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