John's blog: "poems"

calm and serene you wait for me to sit beside you. you know i always come home. come back to you and open a book and smile your way. a spark starts our evening, red wine cascades gently into a glass, and i grin thinking it like liquid love. i turn to you and your glowing, an ember lying in the hearth, never lessened if unattended or alone. your presence provides comfort for this world weary soul. i can sit by you in silence and be content forever. i can get close to you and feel your warmth caress me. i could stoke your fire until it found us both reveling in the soft quiet afterglow. and then we sleep and in the morning i wake, an your fires out , the glass beside me is empty, and i step outside into cold reality

meeeee