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"Blow your candles" you said.
I closed my eyes and made us a wish.
I blew my prayer onto the fire
And hoped that God heard my heart.
I opened my eyes and saw your face,
Angelic and pure beyond compare.
Party lights dimmed and the music stopped,
That's the time you asked for my birthday cake.
I gave it to you without guilt or wrath.
To my chagrin, I discovered
You told the same words to your lover,
"Blow your candles" you said.
The very same cake I blew my prayers on.
But then I realized I wasn't your first-
I am your lover.
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*Picture from istockphoto