Hearth

The fire’s smoke:
so much red-orange tinsel.

Atop the chimney cowl, ravens
warehouse rising heat.

Our walls murmur
yesterday’s conversations.

I received from you one dozen kisses,
so much like pink roses.


copyright © 2020 Kenneth P. Gurney

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