Let me dance in happiness, or let me dance with my pain,
let me dance because I love you, even if I love you in vain.
I sit in front on an altar, if dreams come true, I light on.
Love fades when I die, paths are lost. My fault perhaps, But I’m just a candle light.
Wavy and flickery, disappearing with too much oxygen, or not enough.
Flicker, wave, brighten my path, don’t let me walk blind. Weak, almost dying, that candle light, is a soul, and that soul is mine.
©2019 Jahaziel E. Magana