Woosh

Zoe Milewski - September 15, 2022



The lavender candle is lit,

its scent carrying through my room.

As I watch the small flame flicker,

I can feel the warmth of sunlight on my skin.


Its little wick holds up the hot flame,

the little glass jar holds up the wax,

and the wax is home to that scent—

the soft and blissful scent.


The scent that begins to make my eyes a bit weary

before the elegant lavender fields can flood my dreams.

I turn to my candle and

woosh

The night is done.


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