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KINDLING ILLUMINATION

I sink into the chair
in which we passed the hours by

and sink into deep thoughts of you.

Time stood mesmerized -
We were in our own quiet vacuum

There were no outsiders
And as the hours went by
We became more and more alone

in the depths of the silent night.

Ours was an atmosphere
of dusky lights and musky scents

from candles
Whose flames flickered
like the hopes in our hearts.

The dancing light would side step

to reveal objects hidden

in the shadowy corners of the room.

So too , did we allow our conversations
.

to reveal glances of our dreams

that we kept covetously hidden

in the corners of our hearts.

Margaret Jacobs

- lS-