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Shadows in the Candlelight

By A. J. Huffman

Shadows in the Candle Light

The candle burned
just beyond her reach.
Dripping
to scar her bare feet
as she followed it
down
through the darker vaults
of a chapel
built in her favor.

Here she rules.
Queen of a forgotten night.
Colder
than the ghostly saints
she summons
with a wink and a kiss.

But in the thirteenth hour
she is confined
by the fickle light of death.
Ever immune
to the soft whisper of her lips.
And the sharp bite of her hands.

Article © A. J. Huffman. All rights reserved.
Published on 2011-11-07
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