The Candlestick

The days go by
With me aside
The candlestick
Burning high

The flame orange
Red it licks
The air tonight
Blakening my bricks

Smoke then curls
Through my hair
Sitting there
Beside a candlestick

With my eyes lit
As stars of night
Glare forward
Aside that stick.

Shinning glimmer
Sends warning ahead
Sitting here
As I extinguish the wick.