LoVe CaNdLeS WaLlPApeRs with Quotes and poems....!!!

This is winter, this is night, small love --
A sort of black horsehair,
A rough, dumb country stuff
Steeled with the sheen
Of what green stars can make it to our gate.
I hold you on my arm.
It is very late.
The dull bells tongue the hour.
The mirror floats us at one candle power.

This is the fluid in which we meet each other,
This haloey radiance that seems to breathe
And lets our shadows wither
Only to blow
Them huge again, violent giants on the wall.
One match scratch makes you real.

At first the candle will not bloom at all --
It snuffs its bud
To almost nothing, to a dull blue dud.

I hold my breath until you creak to life,
Balled hedgehog,
Small and cross. The yellow knife
Grows tall. You clutch your bars.
My singing makes you roar.
I rock you like a boat
Across the Indian carpet, the cold floor,
While the brass man
Kneels, back bent, as best he can

Hefting his white pillar with the light
That keeps the sky at bay,
The sack of black! It is everywhere, tight, tight!
He is yours, the little brassy Atlas --
Poor heirloom, all you have,
At his heels a pile of five brass cannonballs,
No child, no wife.
Five balls! Five bright brass balls!
To juggle with, my love, when the sky falls.

It is a poor sport that is not worth the candle

The spirit of man is the candle of the Lord.

Enthusiasm is the match that lights the candle of achievement.

Forget candle, she lives the afterlife like a barn door in the wind.

Sir, it is burning a farthing candle at Dover, to shew a light at Calais

He never stopped. He drank and he worked, every day. He had to go out. He had to perform. He burned the candle from every conceivable angle. And that's what killed him.

How far that little candle throws his beams!

If we are not staffed appropriately we will continue to work as hard as we can to meet the responsibilities of the office. We don?t let the candle fall.

The next day they noticed that there was a blanket in the sheep barn and some sticks. A candle was found yesterday afternoon on top of a heater in the barn.

I remember when the candle shop burned down. Everyone stood around singing 'Happy Birthday.'

This is our small piece of bringing peace on this Earth. And if it's through a candle, if it's through a smile, if it's a gift from a loved one, and this just makes your day and lifts your soul -- we did it.

It is believed the fire started because a candle was knocked over by shack dwellers who were partying.

I lit a candle. My feelings are like the weather -- cloudy.

To enlarge and illustrate this - is to set a candle in the sun.