Your Name is the Scent of a Candle
written by: Kewayne Wadley
I won’t forget.
Proof that you were here,
even when you’re not.
Your body drips and gathers like wax.
Slow but deliberate burning hot
with nowhere to go.
The room tastes you and dreams
of a midnight beach, a passion fruit
that doesn’t know how it tastes
but imagines it would.
Bringing dreams that gather
in the shadows closer to your light.
Like a good friend
you let the room wear you
while its anxiousness tries to stay still.
While you tell your stories
and teach it to wear your perfume.
The wax melts down
folded and warped.
Revealing wound after wound.
Proof that you were here.
And I miss you
every time.
Kewayne Wadley is an American poet marked by quiet intensity and emotional precision. His free verse blends love, human connection, and memory often with symbolic imagery. Kewayne's poetry has been published in anthologies and online platforms around the world. He continues to write poetry that feels personal but is universal, speaking to the moments in between.
Latest posts by Kewayne Wadley (see all)
- Your Name is the Scent of a Candle - April 17, 2026
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- Conjuring - October 25, 2025
