I like this candle wax
as it spills upon my finger,
burns for an instant,
and softly hardens from its edge.
. . .
I Like This Candle Wax
Bob Komives
I like its pearl, high center
that goes from thick to soft,
transparent to 'lucent,
apparent to vague.
. . .
I like its fringe
as it rises from my skin.
. . .
I like the whole, white wart
that dropped to silence
in our candle's shadow
as our finger pointed to the table.
Fort Collins © 1999 :: I Like This Candle Wax :: ,9715
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