Charles W. Bailey’s “Confession” is a small, hushed admission about love and mortality. The speaker says it is only because “we are candles burning at both ends” that they dare say the word “love” and then fall silent. The candle image suggests lives that are bright but brief, consumed quickly from both directions—by time, desire, or urgency. Love, here, is not casual; it is spoken precisely because nothing lasts. Saying it feels risky and final, and the speaker’s silence afterward makes the word hang in the air. The short lines slow the reading down, giving each phrase weight and creating an intimate, almost breathless mood. There is tenderness, but also sadness: the confession comes from awareness that the moment is fleeting, and that love is bound up with the knowledge of an ending.
Confession — Summary
Only because we are candles burning at both ends
do I say this word love and fall silent.