An Ethereal touch…

I light a candle every Friday for my son…

candles on friday

I’m so tenderly
washed
in incandescent tears,
speaking of you always,
knowing you
are near…
I close my eyes
and imagine
as your light overflows
in gentle
whispers,
of a never-ending glow…
I feel you
around me
like an
ethereal touch,
your diaphanous
colors
are
my sanguine blush…

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