Catch, little flame!

Lick the wick

and latch on.

Glow white and bright

blue nimbus around

the glowing ember

at your center.

 

Burn, little flame!

Make the lake

of molten wax.

Perched atop

your little tree

don’t fall down

lest you drown.

 

Dance, little flame!

Impossible

to memorize

mesmerize my eyes

with shifting shape.

Fluid flickering

ethereal liquid

unaware that

gravity’s there.