Faerie Girl: dancing on a candle

Faerie Girl
dancing on a candle

Lit cigarette
tracing smiles
in open air:
rhyme of firebugs
and
wishes on stone.

Bright, pulsing, embers
in the dark,
these lights
dance
and fill the night.

Like this pen, searching for
colors
on empty pages.

For fire seeks fire and
I give way;
the matchstick trembles and
I sway
at the edge with the
will-o-wisps
that call me
and
cold air
that beckons.

I listen, I jump, I
kiss
the deep, still lake.

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6 thoughts on “Faerie Girl: dancing on a candle

  1. I was picturing a solitary ember of light, breaking off from a cigarette and reaching for an open flame, but falling by the wayside and extinguishing in the dark.

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