by Henry Mayer

She dances in a magic ballet
Weaving up and down, in and out
Lighting up the room with her beauty
She warms me to the touch
And provides a companion for me
Through the night
From her radiant heart I receive
The warmth and peace
That are indispensable to me
Then she flutters away...
And I light another candle

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Poem Copyright 1999 by Henry Mayer


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