Candle Wax

Candle Wax


I rise – only to descend

Trying so hard to pretend

I haven’t lost the best of me

All the boisterous years

Of twilight rendezvous

Melt like sugar cubes

Within my morning tea

The yellow papered walls

Filled with faded roses

Call me back into a time

When we waltzed about

The room where I now sulk

Gone too soon

You drip like candle wax

Within the mind of me

I chip away the bits

Trying frantically to pick

Up pieces of the memories

That remain

All I need is you

Now what am I to do

You’ve gone

And I’m about to go insane

I’m burning

Without you

To cool the flame


©Kay Salady



About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on September 3, 2013, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Wonderful


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