Exstinguished Flame

[NakedBear]

Your theme is touching,

though I think you can expand on the flame imagery and then refine it by reducing the number of words you use. Remember that the speaker and his/her lover are human, and have good and bad aspects which should be flushed out. Luckily, the flame is also good and bad, so there's plenty of room for elaboration.

I find myself running around
finding things to do,
Just to keep my mind
from wondering back to you. The title and other parts of this poem make me think that the lover's dead, but this line makes me think otherwise. Which is it? Maybe you could say 'keep my mind from renewing you as paler flame within itself'. Or whatever.
This bed is cold, despite my cover,
Still two pillows, absent one lover. I see the contrast between the pillows and the lover, but it doesn't sound good.
My dreams are haunted
By the memory of your flame, Not much has been offered as to why speaker compares his lover to a flame.
All it takes is the thought of your name.
This house is empty, cold and dark;
Lifeless and dead without your love's spark.
I wish I could find the answer to this crime. A crime occured, but there's no mention of what that crime is. Is is the loss itself which is the crime, or has a crime caused the loss?
For once I welcome, the swiftness of time.