PERFECT CANDLE

I know your candle doesn't burn for me
And yet, there is a place inside my heart
Where things are felt the way they're meant to be,
A place where I don't know that we're apart.

Dismiss this dreamer if that's what you wish,
But I am living deep inside the glow
That reaches from your candle on a dish
In ways that only dreamers ever know.

A perfect flame that sparkles in your eyes,
And softly lights my vision of your face,
My far out dream that somehow never dies,
That I belong beside you in that place.

I do not need to light a flame for you,
My heart's aglow just knowing that you are
Beside that perfect candle burning through
The darkness, you would not believe how far.

John H. Bidwell