in your illuminance (within and amongst)

make me a candle
that burns, in remarkable,
your beautiful name

make me the wick,
strong stock, unwavering
or make me the flame
golden fire, succulent, savoring

every split second,
every moment, like sacred
that it heals and touches, with hope
nothing impossible,
in the nectar, so naked

with hues of heart
and tenderness, joy
no worries, no fears
whether the limbs belong
to a girl or a boy

just human emotion
filled, pure light, devotion
rarely experienced, rarely ignited
as your candle i would be
something to believe in,
take comfort and flight in

no flounder, no past,
just release, relief at last..
from all the things
that prey on your mind,
the wounds you won't admit
that cause a shift, a stray,
silent kind

just peace, in the inner
and star glow, in external
memories that don't serve your worth,
cast out, like photographs
tossed here to ash,
regions, rightful, infernal

a lifeline of light,
may that be me,
for you
a candle or otherwise
yes, you are my dream come true

through the dark wood I've walked
and found myself lost
and though marked by it,
far from it, perfect
i somehow found my way
to sun's soft

glow that gave me
a feeling, real strength
and taught me,
for a fellow fighter, human
to go the real distance,
to go any length...

to recognize, the rare
gorgeous heat, heart of you
beaming down,
soaked, surrounded
real warmth, bursting through

all the things you do, don't say
all your duality,
delicate meets daring ways

all your fear, equally fearless,
the same
all your "uncompromising",
yet easily "took", by some, led
therefore tamed...

in ways you may
look back and regret
let me not be one of them
you, simply too resplendent
to ever betray, let alone forget

as capture is to captivate
and "belong to" is a divine gift, state

the candle i would be for you
would not dim, like the
"found you" in fate

it's a second, a heartbeat
i could never have foreseen or known
and though worlds apart now
with, and in me, you will always
have a home...

because the lessons
you've taught
and the truth you've shown
cannot be overstated
underestimated,
all the things unknown

that i never knew
until i laid my heart,
eyes upon you

may sound stupid,
may sound trite,
but for me, it's the truth
good to know when I'm wrong,
even better, when I'm right

so say, or don't
and think and feel
what you will
but the candle,
i am, would become for you

it, a life of it's own
nothing time, or distance
or removal can kill

as it's lit in good
and burns with love

because i never knew
in full spectrum of light
in the darkness, smiled a star
just one, tiny, from above

and it led me to you
and for that,
i shine more brightly
in your illuminance, within me

and amongst.


bowen hart roselli
7 september 2020
ringwald love