Fire At Midnight

I believe in fires at midnight ---

When the dogs have all been fed.

A golden toddy on the mantle ---

A broken gun beneath the bed.

Silken mist outside the window.

Frogs and newts slip in the dark ---

Too much hurry ruins the body.

I'll sit easy ... fan the spark

Kindled by the dying embers of another working day.

Go upstairs ... take off your makeup ---

Fold your clothes neatly away.

Me, i'll sit and write this love song

As i all too seldom do ---

Build a little fire this midnight.

It's good to be back home with you.


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