(written in January 2009)
A spiderweb glistening between two lover's faces
They blink and still do not see each other
A ring adorns her finger, with the floating orb
of a candle flame sparking from the center.
The flame burns blue, and the moon hangs low,
Catching its breath as it envies that blue.
Then it watches the lovers illuminated by the glow.
The drops of dew on the spiderweb match
the drops falling like ice
from the couples eyelashes.
They do not feel the crash of the ice on their pale cheeks--
And soon, the man turns away,
Breaking the spiderweb in two
The woman blinks, and finally sees--
He was waiting for a flame that could burn even him.
And as her flame turns cold,
The moon falls slowly through the sky,
To watch the lovers no more.
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