Credence for my Wants

It was a year ago today
when my heart woke up
to the glow of your flame
migrant to my senses,
you gained entrance
like a series of prayer
to an ailing soul

What else is left after loss
of precious faith
before dreams had been lost
to some tragic fate
Now a candle across
through its burning grace
beholds the credence for my wants
in the comfort of your arms.