A scented candle you presented me
a year ago, or maybe 2 years back,
has sat beside my loveseat handily,
where I ignited it when skies were black
and air was cold. The new one you just gave
inspired me to light the old and let
it burn away. I had no need to save
it now. I didn’t dream and won’t forget
its inch of wax contained such fragrant powers,
it graced my room for over 16 hours.