Kuifje

By Kuifje

Burning...

Their eyes met across the crowded room, they knew each other. A slight nod in the direction of the other.
A candle placed.

A conversation tinged with innuendo. An offer of a drink. Not taken.
The candle lit.

The candle burned on as knees brushed against each other. The focus far away.

Waves, glances and snippets of chat as time passed on.
Still the candle burned.

As the clarity began to form, two flames became one. The burning taking its toll, a new candle placed, lit and cherished.

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