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The Cold Stove

Hearing her voice smile, “It’s got to be time”
Her warm body sliding closer to mine
My eyes closed I felt her breathe on my neck
She had a cold stove with embers to check

Swinging my feet over hitting the floor
It’s so cold, there should be another chore
But just in time running I managed to beat
Squeezing against pressure to lift the seat

Now the three red embers were dying for fuel
Next to the cord was kindling as a rule
Last nights beef stew was sitting in the fridge
Coffee pot set up for our dark dosage

Logs and some pages from a comic book
Heat up the cold stove ready to cook
With a jump my cold feet found her assets
Vowing her vengeance later I felt regret

© 2014 Michael Yost 05/19