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A dreamer's love poem

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Home

Behind the glass, a pilot light burns,
a simple click away 
from flicker and warmth.
Mantle décor of moose and pine.

We sit together; my longing simmers,
a rosemary-scented candle 
anticipating the match…
a sip of whiskey comforts.

The sun settles below the ridge, 
candle dancing, fire glowing
in the wordless silence 
that is us.



What feels like "home" to you?