In the bright of burning candle I see
Your silhouette, in the orange milieu.
And rhyming, dances your hair in the glee
Of being together, in moments so few.
Every moment, ephemeral, though long
Enough for me to cherish, and every
Thought, dying on me, as I sail along,
Flickering, somewhere in a reverie.
Thoughtless, though, the candle dies and wearied
Does the night whiff out, I still keep searching
Moments of wealth, an hour isolated
And think of times, of endless believing
Ah! then the charming dusk draws to a close,
Smiling, I live in the joy that life throws.
