A Candle is Waiting

A Candle is Waiting
by
Melchor F. Cichon
December 6, 2014

And then you woke up
And realized
That what were left
In your bed
Were wrinkled bedsheets
And the fragrance
Of Victoria's Secret.
You tried
To trace back
The moment
When you both said:
"I Do!"
And "Till Death Do Us Part".
But why
Did she part
When you were starting
To raise the level of your consciousness;
When you were starting
To build the bridge
Between your sunset and her sunrise.
Ah, this must be the moment
To again light
The candle at your alter.
This is the moment.