I speak only with warmth, my doors are unlocked & a fire burns with the wood of a cherry tree. inside i’ve prepared a bottle of wine & fine cheeses. i will not wait at the door anticipating any visitor but i do hope to one day walk down the stairs & see a figure staring into the fire, glass in hand.
January 25, 2025 at 5:23 AM
I speak only with warmth, my doors are unlocked & a fire burns with the wood of a cherry tree. inside i’ve prepared a bottle of wine & fine cheeses. i will not wait at the door anticipating any visitor but i do hope to one day walk down the stairs & see a figure staring into the fire, glass in hand.