|Magpie Prompt compliments of Willow|
Your flame jumps with the current of soft air
Cathartic is your touch.
My heart feels free and open to receive
I found my release.
Supporting me, you release a little more wick
burning off the dead.
With each passing year
The burning hurts a little less.
You provide me the finest oils
To saturate my veins
Once stagnant, now flow.
The light infuses the room
Your glow comforts the space.
I welcome its warmth
And thank God for your grace.
Dedicated to the most wonderful husband
a girl could ever hope for Stephen C. Haskell