If I lit a match in front of you, what would I see?
What if I filled a room with every candle I could find-
Would it be enough to light your way home?
Would the flames,
Like little hearts,
Flicker and die?
Would the wax melt together on the floor,
Burning my bare feet as I stood, waiting?
It would only hurt for a moment, I know, before it cooled,
But the anticipation of that first touch would make my hands curl into tihgt, shaking fists.
Tears might roll off my cheeks and sooth the burns,
But only an ocean would save me from the fire.
If I lit a match for you,
Would you blow it out?
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