Mr. and Ms. Candle

Mr. and Ms. Candle were in love with each other.
Ms. Candle thought: "He's cute and tall",
and Mr. Candle knew she was beautiful and ideal.

Ms. Candle's wick was always on fire,
but Mr. Candle's never lit at all.
He used to smile when her cheeks turned to red,
and Ms. Candle wondered why he was born coloured.

"My wick burns for you", she said,
when Mr. Candle took her hand.
"And so does my heart", he said.
Ms. Candle approached,
and for the first time, their lips touched.

Finally, Mr. Candle's wick was on fire,
but it wasn't his desire.
He could not run,
he exploded, it was done.