Candles Flickering

Candles flickering, soft jazz floating in the background
I am curled up into a ball in my chair pretending to read.
But I am thinking of that night we spent laughing under this roof.
I prepared a delicacy for your palette,
and you brought a sweet merlot that broke the ice.
We laughed and talked and talked and laughed.
You even licked tomato sauce off of my finger.
I played this CD that night, and we danced while the candles swayed to the music.
My hands caressed your back, your head rested on my shoulders
Singing out of tune into my ear with
Your honey colored hair like silk against my cheek.
When the song ended, we kept dancing to the rhythm of our hearts.
We had our first kiss at the end of that dance.
Our lips touched for mere moments of perfection.
You kept your eyes closed, savoring the first kiss long after its completion.
A smile crept over your face.
Now I sit here in my chair with tears running down my face
Wondering why God took you from my life.