''Love is a Fireplace!''
Love is a fireplace, open and warm, protecting from the cold, keeping from the storm.
Love is a fireplace, I built for you, a reflection of my desire to make 'us' true!
Love is a fireplace, the bricks stand firm, a solid foundation, I wish to affirm,
My feelings, and commitment, to being with you,
Surrounding with strength, will never un- do!
The frame I erected is old fashioned wood, maybe not too expensive, but all I could,
find and use to 'make good', the way a good carpenter should!,
This reminds me of how you found ME, broken and torn, left out in the cold, battered and worn.
To rot in the rain, abandoned in pain, saving this rough piece, to form the frame.
You took me inside, repaired my pride, gave me hope for a future, for staying alive!
It's nearly complete now, just a few more soft touches, some paint and some care, and we're almost there,
The last part is in sight, I can envisage the dream, when you sit near the hearth, and gently lean,
towards the flame, feeling the heat, rising to greet,
a warm glow of the fire, my burning desire, I have longed to show, never letting you go!
Although it's my first time, and maybe not perfect, I have given my utmost, to accomplish this quest,
To build my focus in a room that's so empty, even though filled with furniture plenty,
Unless you are here, it stills seems so bare!
Well I stand back and look, admire my assemblage, the time it has took, hard work, the sweat,
Just hoping it may, reflect some resemblance, to the real thing, I fear it's best I can get!
To a professional job of workmanship and building, a testament of truth, so endearing,
a relationship enduring, hard times reassuring, enough to give hope and time to achieve,
the dream of true love, I have to believe!
The final structure still it's true, looks to me like it's been stuck with glue, rough around the edges,
maybe a little 'agate', just like marmite, some may like it, or hate,
my attempt at a gesture to show how I care, of romance and want, I still feel for her!