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My Candle Burns 

Erstwhile.

All others, sleep....As, 

cherry blossoms, flood the air.

You kissed me,

and drained my soul.

With the scent, of spring.....

Fresh on your lips.

And with my heart 

You left....

Even 

as, the petals commenced, to swirl.

Giajl © Jim Love