in the gloaming gloom
candlewicks charred from past trysts
yearn to be consumed
with no dread of ashy death
the flame’s fervid kiss is life
~kat
A Tanka for Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Poetry Challenge. This week with a twist…to use synonyms of the promptwords: Fright/Dread and Night/Gloaming.
like mercury colliding... 