By the fireplace a blanket I took, While embers crackled aloud, Against the windows the rain patters, Your safe return home I wished, Shadows of the fire danced, My mind imprinted with you, Warmth fills the room, Almost feeling your touch, Alone, but not lonely I smile, Hearing you walk in I turn, Across the way you reach me, Champagne in glasses of mist, On the brick they sit, Your arms around me I have waited, With lips of tenderness we embrace, Twinkle of your eyes from the fires glow, A smile of peace crosses your face, As you say to me…Love is where you are.
© October 3, 2004 by LeAnn Upshaw