in a darkened room sometimes I see you.
angelic mature sweet as molasses you.
in a candle blowing in the wind.
it's wax dying to multicolor flame.
teasing me explicitly.
as the memories flood back to me again.
you were so happy.
our last chance of goodbye.
your heart aches as you tremble in my arms.
at this I wanted to cry.
how to tell the girl who just started loving not to leave.
I was a spider on a web and I didn't want you to leave.
marveling at the beautiful prey knowing it's hard for me to let go.
you were a part of me.
death couldn't take this one thing could it?
tears rolled from my eyes as the flame dancing provocatively reminds me of you.
the kiss.
the hug.
I had chills for the first time and last time.
as I lost myself completely.
consumed by warmth.
intangible beauty.
yet you were a angel and I needed consoling.
but your ghost was not with me.
darkness swallowed me.
the flame dying.
I wished for a passion I used to know.
a love I felt so well.
the beautiful hell I used to know.
it felt good to sin just this once.
to want you.
to grieve.
just this once or twice.
I cried.
I thought I seen your smile as the flame faded in the distance.
as I sat there in silence knowing that was Nikki's way of saying goodbye.
but she always in my heart as the flame dies.
©darkmocha
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