Missing Love
The fire is burning as if it were alive
With sounds of crackling and popping
Like the sound of an orchestra singing to me
Smoke twirling up through it’s chimney
Generating heat and keeping us warm
The flames jumping with a hint of red and bright orange
Touching each other while blending together
The wood becomes colored of amber and gold
Reaching up to the top of this iron stove
Heating it up I can then place our coffee upon the stove
Coffee brewing I cannot wait for the first cup
The smell of fresh coffee as it waves through the air
Lighting up all five senses breathing the air
No better way then to spend a cold snowy day
Holding you while drinking this fresh brew
So beautiful a pure white it is outside
As the tender snow flakes fall from the sky
A romantic day just you and I
Cuddled up by the fire just gazing into her eyes
Thinking and wondering of this love
Wondering when God will send me my Missing Love
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