Center of the Cosmos

If I am a candle,
She is the flame.
If I am a human,
She is to blame.
I am the parchment,
She is my ink.
And I am the night sky,
She the star that bling.

I am the flame,
She is the fuel.
I am the color,
She is my hue.
I am the moon,
And she is the night.
I am the stained glass,
If she is the light.

And if I am accepted,
She bet the odd.
And if I am a human,
She is my God.

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